It was the first time I had seen the Seventh Master lose control of his emotions.
Perhaps he was disappointed not only in Lin Jinhua, but in human nature as well.
People could put even their closest friends to death to achieve their goals.
Was human nature frightening? Its darkest side was harder to look directly at than the blazing sun.
What was even more frightening was that Lin Jinhua did not think he was wrong.
From beginning to end, he had not shown a trace of regret.
"I was wrong. I shouldn't have harmed you, Seventh Master Zhao. That was disloyal and unrighteous of me."
"But I never wanted to hurt you! Someone made me do it! Only by hurting you could I save my son. What else could I do? I was suffering too! I had no choice!"
The Seventh Master nodded, laughing in anger. "Fine. Let's say I deserved to die, that my life was worthless. I won't count that against you. But you planned to trade seven lives to save your son. Don't you think that was wrong either?"
Lin Jinhua fell silent for two seconds, then shook his head. "I wasn't wrong. I've done so many good deeds. Those bad people commit a hundred evil acts, and even if they do just one good thing, you say a prodigal's return is worth more than gold. I've helped countless people, and I made just one mistake. One mistake! And you won't let me off!"
"Go and see what real bad people are like!"
"People like Jiang Dahai murder and burn. I put him behind bars. That one act alone indirectly helped countless people. I rid society of a menace! But you keep fixating on this one mistake!"
The more Lin Jinhua spoke, the more agitated he