Ronglin's sharp rebuke left Rayleigh speechless for a moment.
"No more to say?" Ronglin sneered. "You've done nothing that benefits the people of the world, so what gives you the nerve to lecture me about righteousness?"
A blaze of anger ignited in Rayleigh's eyes. Ronglin's aggressive words had clearly stoked his fury.
"When words don't align, half a sentence is too much. A young man with your temperament is beyond my power to change." Rayleigh let out a long breath. "If you are fortunate enough to reach Laugh Tale, then when you return, we can discuss the true meaning of 'righteousness' in detail."
With that, Rayleigh shook his head, turned around, and walked back.
"Huh?" Ronglin had thought Rayleigh would immediately start a fight with him, but instead, the old man merely left with a disappointed look on his face.
"Tch, so full of yourself." Ronglin said disdainfully, "I've read Marxism-Leninism inside and out. The ideas in my head are way ahead of their time. You think you can fool me? Just wait until I dig up the truth of history—I'll piss you off to death."
After saying that, Ronglin calmed himself down and continued strolling through the streets.
But this time, the scene was even more exaggerated. Everywhere Ronglin went, entire streets stood empty, desolate as if no one had set foot there for over a decade. If not for all the goods still laid out on the stalls, Ronglin would have thought he had entered a ghost town.
"No way, are they really that scared of me?" Ronglin was speechless. "Did everyone run off after seeing me fight Kizaru?"
If things kept going like this and no one dared show themselves, what was the point of wandering around?
With no other choice, Ronglin reluctantly headed back toward Shakky's