Destruction always came faster than construction.
A good person could do ninety-nine good deeds, yet after doing just one bad deed, people would seize on it and refuse to let go, creating the bizarre logic that "good people deserved to have guns pointed at them."
Meanwhile, a bad person could do ninety-nine bad deeds, but because he did one good deed, countless people would praise him with sayings like "turning back from the wrong path," "a prodigal son returning was worth more than gold," and "lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."
At their core, such sayings encouraged people to do good.
But they were also profoundly unfair and irresponsible.
You could not nitpick someone simply because they were a good person and demand that they become a saint.
Nor could you discover one tiny redeeming quality in a bad person and then hold him up as an idol.
Yet from ancient times to the present, human hearts had always been this way.
Xu Kun could not change that, but those with ulterior motives would magnify it without limit.
After he had committed such grave sins this time, the first to jump out were those Children of Destiny. They spared no effort in smearing his name.
Within the human race, an anti-Xu Kun movement had already begun to rise!
The earth had lost its virtue; heaven had lost its balance;
Disaster arose from Kun; generous virtue was no more;
Let all spirits raise their banners and redeem our race's luck!
"Redeem Luck Sect? What a Redeem Luck Sect!" Xu Kun narrowed his eyes. He had already heard the slogan of this increasingly active force from within the human race.
As he investigated in secret, he also heard that widely sung nursery rhyme.
Xu Kun, Xu