As soon as Wang Sheng finished speaking, Zhang Qi immediately felt the weight on his body lighten.
He understood at once. This man before him, who was even younger than him, had truly let him go.
So he pulled up his family's young lady and rushed into the city at top speed.
Wang Sheng was in no hurry. He stood there quietly, waiting for Teng Zifeng, who was deep in thought.
He had to admit, this little fellow Teng Zifeng was truly very clever.
After a while, he lifted his face and smiled. "That's because Big Brother knew that man couldn't hurt Zifeng!"
A faint smile appeared on Wang Sheng's face. For a six-year-old child to think of that was already quite good.
He nodded to himself, then said, "Not bad. But that's only one part of it!"
"There's more?"
Teng Zifeng fell into confusion again. A moment later, he tried saying, "Big Brother wants me to understand that status makes a difference! Because I was born lowly, other people can just kill me whenever they want? But isn't that too absurd? Could it be that the outside world has no law or justice?"
"Status? Law? Justice? Heh!"
When he heard Teng Zifeng's words, the smile on Wang Sheng's face turned into mockery.
"Remember this. Status, law, justice—those are all decided by strength. This is a world where strength reigns supreme!"
"Status? If you have strength, you have status!"
"And law is made by the strong, and used to restrict the weak."
"So-called weakness is a kind of sin. The weak have even less right to speak of justice. Justice is something only those who also possess strength are qualified to discuss. Otherwise, you won't live past a single day!"
Teng Zifeng said, "So just now, they could try to