"Those who hurt you... what right do they have to go on living happily?"
Fang Mo patted Polnareff's trembling shoulder and asked in a calm voice.
"...?!"
Polnareff froze for a moment and looked up at Fang Mo.
"As far as I'm concerned, fighting violence with violence is the truth." While Polnareff was still stunned, Fang Mo continued, "Things like repaying grievance with virtue, restraining one's true nature, or waiting ten years for a gentleman's revenge are all far too advanced for me. I can't do them, and I wouldn't do them well..."
"Don't tell me that vengeance only breeds vengeance. When he came to hurt me, why didn't anyone tell him that?"
Fang Mo spoke softly, as though he were merely stating a fact. "Victims are always expected to do this and that, to swallow broken teeth along with their blood, then righteously claim that this is cultivation and that they need to stay calm... What bullshit. How could any normal person endure that?"
"An eye for an eye is the truth. I just want to protect myself properly."
With that, Fang Mo looked at the companion before him again. "Jean Pierre Polnareff, I have a way for you to get your revenge immediately... Do you want to try it?"
"How do I do it?"
Polnareff immediately asked.
"Since you're avenging your sister, I'll teach you for free this once."
As Fang Mo spoke, he immediately walked straight toward the foreign man. "From now on, don't miss a single detail. Use your brain and think about how to fight, and what kind of mechanism the enemy's Stand-in ability possesses."
"H-Hey!"
The foreign man across from him panicked at the sight and hurriedly shouted, "Big Brother J. Kael, that guy named Fang Mo is alive again!"
"Shut up, you idiot."