"Who is the stronger one?" (Moon Ticket)
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Silence.
An indescribable silence spread through the reception hall, which had been reduced to nothing but ruins.
The smile disappeared from Jess's face as he stared straight at Luo Zhen, his eyes devoid of emotion.
Luo Zhen, on the other hand, only smiled more broadly when he saw Jess like this.
"Can't accept it, can you?"
Luo Zhen's voice began to carry a mocking edge.
"According to your argument, the weak should be ruled by the strong. Since that's the case, you coming to depend on me should be the correct choice for you. So why can't you accept it?"
It was very simple.
With Jess's ambition and status, it was impossible for him to be ruled by someone else, much less submit to a human.
"But you're clearly weaker than me, yet you refuse to be ruled. According to your own argument, isn't that strange?" Luo Zhen said with disdain. "Since it's strange, then is it really strange that those weak people likewise don't want to be ruled by you?"
Jess's ideology had never considered the rights of the weak in his eyes.
Because although Jess kept saying that he wanted to protect the weak, in truth, if it was necessary to achieve his goal, he would not care about the deaths of a few insignificant humans.
Not even the lives of his own kind mattered to him.
That was what made a ruthless leader. That was what made a ruler.
With such ambitions, how could Jess ever have imagined being reduced to the status of the weak? How could he have imagined submitting to someone else?
"In the end, you're only looking for an excuse for your ambition. Could you stop putting it so nicely?"
Only then did Luo Zhen