"But this won't work."
Hoshino looked seriously at Ch'en as she straightened her slightly rumpled cuffs. She had spent the entire afternoon outside handling trivial matters, yet her appearance remained immaculate, as though she had never left the house.
"I've seen the same sights countless times already. To be honest, even the most beautiful bustle of mortal life gets tiresome."
"Is there any other work?"
Hoshino stepped forward and clenched her fist. "Someone like you should like that whole business of punishing evil and upholding justice, right? I don't really approve, but if you want to round up every evil person in Lungmen, that can be arranged."
"Please don't."
Ch'en hurriedly stopped her.
Ch'en felt that she was gradually beginning to understand the Exalted Immortal's way of thinking. Standing too high up meant she often looked down from above. Everyone she saw was equally tiny; height, weight, and appearance made no difference in her eyes. The distinction between good and evil was even more laughable. All one would get from her was, "In any case, all lives will reach their end," followed by no action whatsoever.
Her behavior could not be defined through human ethics or law.
The Exalted Immortal was undoubtedly kind, but her kindness was spread evenly across the world. One group's good fortune was bound to bring another group misfortune. No one could demand that she bring happiness to every person.
"You should keep remaining unknown."
"Smart of you."
Hoshino shook her head. "I'll judge who counts as evil according to your moral standards. By then, about half of Lungmen's population will probably remain."
That was terrifying.
Ch'en immediately let out a sigh of relief.
Under her moral standards, half of Lungmen could actually still count as good people. She did not know whether that was something