Those words seemed to drain Dongxu Zi of his strength. After he finished speaking, his face was haggard, stripped of all the high spirits befitting a sect master.
Ouyang sat quietly on the meditation cushion opposite Dongxu Zi, keeping him company without a word.
"Tell me, why would someone who cares deeply about others cultivate the Dao? To watch everything they cherish disappear one after another, then live on alone for so long?" Dongxu Zi said with a self-mocking smile.
On that subject, Ouyang wholeheartedly agreed. In his previous life, deciding without hesitation to follow them into death in that fire had truly been the wisest choice!
"Boy, those junior brothers of yours are even more terrifying than we are. Do you think the paths they'll walk can be accepted by the world? Are they what you call justice?" Dongxu Zi suddenly asked, giving Ouyang a strange look.
Ouyang raised his eyebrows and countered, "That depends on whose fists are bigger than mine!"
"Hahaha! So could those people whose Dao you say is wrong be doing precisely the opposite-trying to save this world from little devils like you?" Dongxu Zi said meaningfully.
Ouyang's heart jolted, and he stared at Dongxu Zi in disbelief. Dongxu Zi continued on his own, "Trial and error requires room for error. If there isn't even room for error, all you can do is keep making one mistake after another!"
Trial and error had to allow room for mistakes. Otherwise, there truly would be no way to salvage anything.
This was Dongxu Zi's deepest pain. He did not want Ouyang to experience it.
Leaving room for error for Ouyang and his junior brothers, who had yet to grow into their own, was also the only thing Dongxu Zi could do!
Looking at Ouyang, Dongxu Zi changed