"Yes!" Unable to kill himself, Liu Jian suddenly began shouting hysterically. "Teacher, do you know who I hate most?"
"Oh, tell me." Wenren Sheng controlled the Puppet Man without counterattacking, merely asking.
"The people I hate most are people like you—people who are good to everyone and liked by everyone!"
"Because you make me have the illusion that I, too, can make friends, that I, too, can be accepted!"
"But in reality, that's not true at all!"
Liu Jian shouted with a twisted expression, as if the person who had just tried to commit suicide had not been him at all.
"Ever since I was little, I've had a strange temper. I liked talking back to adults, talking back to teachers, talking back to everyone with a higher status than me! Especially when I was in the right."
"I saw that long ago." Wenren Sheng nodded.
"That's right. Yet my father spoiled someone like me. He thought I had character, that I had principles, that I didn't suck up to those above me. But that wasn't it at all! I just had a terrible temper. I just refused to control my emotions. I was just utterly bad at dealing with people, always hurting those who got close to me!" Liu Jian roared.
"Mm. You are indeed straightforward, someone people never need to make a special effort to guard against. In that respect, I've never disliked you—not even just now. Whatever you intended to do, I could read it all on your face. You refused to open your eyes because your eyes held hatred and despair you couldn't hide. A normal person, after being cured, would first want to open their eyes." Wenren Sheng spoke calmly.
"Haha, just as I thought. I knew I couldn't fool you, Teacher. Kill me. If