Draco shook his head, disagreeing, "The weak may indeed make things difficult for the weaker, but your example is incorrect."
"It must be a petty thug struggling at the bottom of society who, when faced with a homeless person weaker and defenseless than himself, deliberately kicks over the other person's rice bowl or verbally abuses them in order to demonstrate his pathetic 'authority' in front of others. This kind of bullying has nothing to do with profit; it's purely to vent and confirm that he is not the lowest of the low."
"So the passerby violated the security guard's rights?" Having heard everyone discussing so many topics related to interests, Selene understood quite a bit, so she was able to get straight to the point.
Hermione, having been instilled with a self-serving mindset by Draco, gradually lost her idealism. When Selene asked the question, she offered her own opinion before Draco could reply:
"The security guard might be instructed not to allow outsiders to enter, otherwise he would have his wages docked or even be fired. You, on the other hand, want to enter for your own convenience, creating a conflict between the two parties and infringing on the security guard's interests. He's not going to risk losing his job to help you, which creates the impression that the weak are bullying the weaker, but in reality, the security guard is simply protecting his own interests."
Draco's lips curled into a smile upon hearing this, "Wife, are you starting to think about things using interests and logic now?"
"It's all your fault! You keep bombarding me with these realistic principles every day. It's hard not to pick them up after me," Hermione said reproachfully.
"Hehe..." Draco chuckled twice.
"Anyway, you'll need to consider these things in the future."
"Why do the weak bully the weaker? Isn't that just killing each other?" Trillian couldn't understand.
"Because weakness is relative," Draco explained to her. "Being weak in front of others who are stronger might make you strong in front of those who are even weaker. If you're bullied by someone stronger, you might bully someone even weaker in return, as a way to gain psychological compensation: to prove that you're not at the bottom, that you have rights too, that you're different from them. Second, if you're disciplined by power for a long time, you'll develop a tendency to admire the strong—to accept that 'weakness is the original sin.'"
Trillian nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Is it more about the weak sympathizing with the weak, or the weak bullying the even weaker? I feel like the latter is more common in life..."
Draco shrugged, his tone somewhat indifferent. "Human hearts are complex, and nothing in this world is absolute. Who can say for sure? Different circumstances and different mindsets naturally lead to vastly different choices."
"Then, young master, what do you think—should we sympathize with the weak?"
"It's a personal choice; there's no standard answer." Draco glanced at Hermione. "My wife is the naturally empathetic type; she can't stand seeing others suffer, so naturally I'll help her."
"And what about you, young master?" Trillian pressed.
"I'm the indifferent type," Draco smiled faintly. "If I see something, I'll help if I'm in a good mood, and I won't if I'm not. It's all about my feelings; I don't morally blackmail myself."
"To put it bluntly, it depends on my mood," Trillian said knowingly.
"Otherwise what? Your suffering wasn't caused by me. The fact that I saw it means it was my turn to see it, and then I'll make my choice. But most of the time I'll help. Of course, that's on the premise that you have the ability yourself," Draco added.
He then put forward a theory. "The so-called extremes lead to reversals, and yin and yang are in balance. If my family's peak is a certain stage, according to the laws of Heavenly Dao, reaching the peak will inevitably lead to a decline. If I use my family's resources to help the weak, and use my own strength to assist the weak, then my family can maintain a stable level, and there will always be an upward path to follow."
This is a win-win situation!
Everyone was stunned. They hadn't expected that helping the weak could be explained from this perspective. It wasn't about being a saint or calculating personal gain, but rather a higher-level way of balancing things.
"So, helping with a specific purpose is still helping."
"That's what Trillian said."
But Draco countered, "It doesn't count as having an ulterior motive. Helping others doesn't necessarily require any purpose, nor does it need anything in return. If you expect gratitude for my help, that's actually harmful to yourself."
Trillian was stunned again. "Helping others and then getting hurt yourself? That's outrageous! What kind of harm could there be?"
"Of course," Draco said seriously. "Telekinesis is an extremely powerful thing, it's just that you can't see or touch it."
"As the saying goes, your appearance reflects your heart. If you consistently maintain this mentality of deliberately seeking something in return when helping the weak, it will definitely be reflected in your face and the aura around you."
That's where the so-called snob or snobbish face comes from.
"Your aura will attract equally snobbish people, or your natural enemies. If one day you encounter someone even more snobbish than you, or run into a principled adversary in dealing with matters, you will absolutely break down. They will definitely be there to torment you."
As for the specific psychological and physical effects...
I haven't studied that in depth.
"Oh my god, young master, my scalp is itchy!"
"It's finally got a brain, hasn't it?" Draco laughed.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Trillian also laughed.
Hermione was both amused and exasperated.
At this moment, Trillian pulled out a small mirror, looked at herself from left to right, and nervously asked, "Quick, quick! Young Master, please check for me, do I have a snobbish face?"
Draco glanced at her and said with a wicked grin:
"You don't have a snobbish face, you have a thief's face."
Hermione chuckled and couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. Kraven and Selene, however, looked completely bewildered—they didn't know Trillian's professional background and naturally didn't get the joke.
Trillian examined herself repeatedly in the mirror. "Really? I can't see it at all! She looks perfectly normal!"
"How can you tell if you're just looking at yourself?"
Draco said matter-of-factly.
Trillian suddenly realized:
"No wonder! I almost got caught by the police on this cruise! It wasn't just bad luck, it's because I have a thief's face and a thief's aura, making me a natural target for the police!"
"He's lying to you," Hermione said with a laugh, exposing her lie. "Maybe you haven't been in the industry long enough to develop that kind of look yet."
Trillian shoved the mirror away, giving Draco a playful glare. "Young master, you're so naughty, you always love to trick your little maid!"
"That's just how it is. If you don't change your mindset, your appearance and aura will catch up sooner or later. It's only a matter of time," Draco continued to tease.
"I'm not afraid." Trillian smiled nonchalantly.
"I've given up my life of crime and will now serve you, young master. From now on, I will only be your maid, not a thief."
"You're pretty smart, aren't you?"
Trillian chuckled.
At that moment, Selene suddenly glanced at Kraven.
Kraven immediately understood her gaze and quickly distanced himself. "Don't look at me. I admit I'm profit-driven, but I'm not snobbish. There's a big difference between the two, thank you."
Draco and his two companions were amused.