"The human heart transcends karma. You cannot calculate it..."
Phoenix Woman spoke slowly, looking at Su Mo's face and his head of white hair.
Su Mo's white hair carried his sorrow. Though his face betrayed no expression, everything was written in his long hair.
He said he did not care about the suffering of the world, yet he exhausted every stratagem and risked his own life to oppose Great Peng.
He said he owed no one anything, yet he feared failing... the charges those dead people had entrusted to him.
"The human heart cannot be calculated, so why must you use karma to calculate... how the world will treat you once your Dao Arts are exposed?" Phoenix Woman asked softly, looking at the sorrow between Su Mo's brows.
Phoenix Woman turned toward the golden phoenix statue... The human heart cannot be calculated, so why must you use karma to calculate how I will treat you once my cultivation is restored?
Su Mo gave a bitter laugh and slowly shook his head.
He knew Phoenix Woman was only comforting him, but...
He had seen too much of the human heart, too many tragedies born of misunderstandings because people did not know the truth.
They could not understand the hidden circumstances or the unspoken difficulties behind them. They merely saw or heard something they could not accept, and fury blazed sky-high in their hearts.
But were they wrong?
Not necessarily. They simply had their own sense of the Dao in their hearts and wanted to see peace in the world.
They simply could not see the truth...
And behind the truth, there were often many difficulties that could not be spoken of.
They would be afraid-afraid that someone in this world could decide their life or death with a single word and