"Sun Chongyang, I'll tell you one more time, in all seriousness: I won't let you go down because the Ten-Sided Sea lies below. There are more ghost sharks than you could ever count. The two of you wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between their teeth. When I went to save you, it was because I had the ability to save you, so I would have gone to save you without hesitation for the sake of justice. But now you want me to go save Li Poxiao, who chased after them and threw his life away. Do you think I should follow him down and die too? Is that what justice means?" My mood was complicated as I answered Sun Chongyang coldly. There was no doubt that Li Poxiao was a man of justice, but I could barely protect myself in the sea. How could I possibly take a whole group of people down there to throw their lives away?
"Then can we just let Fellow Daoist Li die? Are we supposed to do nothing at all? Xia Yitian, even if you put it that way, you should still put yourself in his shoes and think about it. What if Fellow Daoist Li were you? By then, not only would your companions—once I found out, I would also go everywhere begging people to save you, throwing myself into the flames like a moth. So what then?" Sun Chongyang said unwillingly.
After hearing that, I was shaken. I stared at Sun Chongyang incredulously, my face filled with confusion. "You're going to get everyone killed for one person, and you call that justice? That's your own justice. It may not be anyone else's!"
"This..." Sun Chongyang was also stunned into silence. In the end, he slumped down onto the stool