People like that generally had no way of earning everyone's respect. After all, he had opened so many gambling houses and led so many people astray, dragging them into that vortex. It was already quite merciful that no one had taken him out, all right?
Put more tactfully, it was that good people received good rewards and evil people received evil retribution. Put bluntly, it was simply his fate.
So was there any definite conclusion to such things? Of course not. As the saying went, people acted while Heaven watched. Ordinary people might not believe such words, but once you had reached a certain age and gained enough experience, you would understand.
Besides, none of his disciples remained by his side anymore. They had divided up all the inheritance he left behind. He had treated his disciples so well, cared for them so deeply, and taught them hand in hand. He had even regarded them as his own sons. People said that a teacher for a day was a father for life, so after his death, his disciples should have taken care of his funeral arrangements.
But they did nothing of the sort. Not only did they not help, every single one of them stayed far away, as though they had never known him.
Of course, before something happened, you could never know who was truly sincere toward you or who mattered. When people put on an act, their faces were basically all the same.
That was why people always talked about the saying: you could know a person's face, but not their heart. Someone might appear obedient and well-behaved before you, but behind your back, they had long since revealed the face of a demon.
Black Dragon had spent so much money, stuffing it all into the mouths of