Sunday spoke as he watched Bibi Dong sink gradually into thought.
"Good and evil were never anything frightening. As long as there is thought, there will be good and evil.
But more terrifying than good and evil is human nature. Those who openly commit wicked deeds are vicious and straightforward; their malice is laid bare and can be guarded against.
Yet towering figures like Qian Xunji and you, occupying lofty positions and bearing illustrious reputations,
wear the cloak of righteousness while concealing dark, selfish hearts.
True destruction never comes from an enemy's blades, but from the schemes of people like you.
Look at yourself now. What right do you have to curse Qian Xunji? The calamity began with you, and its consequences took shape through you."
As he spoke, Sunday shook his head and turned to leave.
"A heart that clearly distinguishes good from evil is never a weakness. Greed that exhausts every scheme is.
Think it over carefully. What set all of this in motion? Was it a deception from the very beginning?"
With that, Sunday swept his sleeve and left Bibi Dong's room. He had come to treat her illness in the first place; he had only said so much because he did not want her to keep making one mistake after another.
Yu Xiaogang really was a beast. A single greedy desire of his had ruined so many people. He was not remotely worth this much devotion from Bibi Dong.
Rather than remain trapped in a deception that fooled both herself and others, she would be better off affirming her true heart early and making amends for what she had missed, lest she end up consumed by futile regret at Jialing Pass.
Sunday walked out of the bedchamber and encountered someone he had expected to see.
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