Bintoya's expression gradually turned puzzled amid the silence.
"Mr. Ye Chen."
"What you mean is..."
"You hope that the Holy Light Pure Land can become... the kind of place found in fairy tales, where no tragedy ever occurs and everyone can live happily ever after forever, is that right?"
Ye Chen's eyes lit up at her words, and he immediately nodded hard.
"Fairy tales."
"That's right. Fairy tales."
"Perhaps what I want is a world like a fairy tale, far removed from all filth."
Seeing that Ye Chen was not joking in the slightest, Bintoya's gaze gradually returned to calm.
"But, Mr. Ye Chen, just as you said, fairy tales are called fairy tales precisely because they are not reality. We can never confuse the two."
"Unlike a story that can end with a writer's simple summary, the reality we inhabit has far too many factors to consider and too many unavoidable accidents—especially when it comes to the vast and complex collective known as human society."
"To erase every tragedy absolutely is almost impossible, even for the Holy God."
"All we can do is take precautions before trouble arises, while continuously developing society as a whole and doing everything in our power to establish and improve every order."
"Only then can the world steadily improve with its feet on solid ground, and only then can everyone eventually truly understand one another, coexist hand in hand, and live and work in peace and contentment..."
"Nothing can be achieved in a single stroke."
Yet in response to Bintoya's view, Ye Chen suddenly asked:
"However, is that really the truth?"
"Is the Holy God truly unable to stop it?"
"Or is it that He... never even thought of doing so?"
Faced with this sudden question, Bintoya's features froze, and she fell silent once