Jien smiled, his thoughts spinning rapidly. He could not help but think that he had guessed right—this was a good person.
He had encountered quite a few good people.
Good people often meant easy targets.
He remembered when he had first awakened his ability. A good prosecutor had caught him, yet instead of shooting him dead on the spot, the man said he would let the law judge him.
But in reality, before long, some big shot had rescued him and put him to work.
Judgment? It did not exist.
What followed was that, once his abilities had grown stronger, he tortured that good man's family to death right before his eyes.
That incident had made him deeply understand that so-called morality existed to restrain little people. After all, if little people had no morality, how else could the great figures' wanton depravity stand out?!
And that precious life experience had, for a time, made him into one of those great figures in the years that followed.
As for his little hobbies, they were enough to make little people die ten thousand times over. But in the world of great figures, such quirks did not even rank.
And judgment? When had anyone ever judged themselves?!
"You wouldn't want innocent people to die because of you, would you?"
Jien sneered.
"So put down your weapon now, and step back."
Even as Jien spoke, he was wondering whether he could coerce the other party into handing over the armor he wore.
He had once been a powerful transcendent himself, and he could tell that the other party's combat strength came mainly from his armor, not his own flesh and blood.
The reason he did not say so outright was that he wanted to probe Li Hongyi's bottom line step by step, to