Tantai Yi collaborated with Ji Zhangzhuo to take several photos.
The second senior brother said that they would be given as benefits to fans who follow their sect.
He vaguely guessed what ’benefits’ ant, and he did not oppose it.
The calm young man had his own ideas.
The two senior brothers were spreading the sect’s reputation in modern tis, laying a foundation; he had never done anything like this before. Helping now was naturally the best.
On the other hand, he was also curious about why his appearance, which was deed demonic and should be destroyed, was appreciated by modern people.
Understanding the implication in the young sister’s words, Tantai Yi spoke frankly, "Everyone is so strange."
"It’s not strange," Tuanzi pushed further, no longer holding his hand, but rather hugging his arm and gently shaking it, "Everyone has the right to appreciate beauty. Beautiful people and landscapes make everyone happy, Third Senior Brother, you make everyone very happy."
The man was slightly stunned.
He lowered his gaze.
Before his eyes was Tuanzi’s fluffy hair.
He couldn’t see the expression on the little girl’s face, but he could hear her cheerful voice.
"Miaomiao is always happy when she sees Third Senior Brother, even als taste better, thank you, Senior Brother."
The system held back from making sarcastic remarks.
Even without looking at this handso face, the host always had a good appetite, right?
Even when very sad, it’s just eating half a bowl less.
Isn’t the host’s creed ’You can be sad, you can be embarrassed, but you must not waste food’?
No one had ever thanked Tantai Yi for this face.
There was only fear and disgust.
At this mont, he felt his arm being gently poked, looked down again, and this ti saw the little girl’s expression.
"Senior Brother, last ti when you were picking those gold and jade ornants, Miaomiao saw your arms were covered in injuries."
Tuanzi was sowhat cautious, "It’s inevitable for a martial artist to get hurt, but those injuries on you were odd, more like whip marks, stick marks, and burns."
The master would certainly not treat a disciple like that. And the senior brother is so skilled, how could he fall to being hurt by those weapons?
The large black eyes were sowhat watery. Even though she didn’t know the reason, she was sad.
Tantai Yi hesitated for a while, raised his hand, and patted her head.
"People are always weak sotis, encountering villains when weak, it’s hard to avoid accidents."
As a child, he was weak and alone, his family watching indifferently, villagers constantly bullied him. Over ti, he even thought it was his fault. Why was he born with such an appearance? Was he wasting food by being alive... His recollection was interrupted by an indignant voice.
"Those who bully the weak are all villains!"
No one demands that the strong must protect others. Becoming strong just makes life better or is pursued as ambition. However, there are always those who, once strong, feel superior and bully the weak.
A certain ideology is particularly popular among so people.
Self-and-above, all are equal. Even the strongest should respect them and cannot bully them. Below that, classes are distinct, the weak becoming prey, enjoying the best resources.
A small fist waved angrily.
"Senior Brother, did you seek revenge after you beca strong? You must teach those villains a lesson!"
This reaction was almost more indignant and agitated than his own experience.
Tantai Yi tugged at the corner of his lips, seemingly wanting to smile, but his facial muscles weren’t under control, unable to show a smile.
His eyes beca a bit dim, but quickly returned to normal.
"I did seek revenge."
Born with white hair and golden eyes, bullied as a demon, the village faced floods, thrown into the river as a sacrifice, those people were calm throughout.
It was as if they were going to kill not a living person, but a damned monster.
But he didn’t die, and had a peculiar encounter.
In the new world, he still had white hair and golden eyes, feared by people. Even when helping others and upholding justice, he had to wear a bamboo hat so as not to let the rescued see his face.
Once he was careless, the rescued person saw his face clearly and imdiately reported him, officials gathered to capture this demon.
The world didn’t beco better, but the master never looked at him with strange eyes, and even occasionally mocked, "People are always odd to things they’re unfamiliar with, just label them as monsters. Expecting them to change, it’s better if you beco strong. When you’re strong enough, they’ll flock to support you. And there’s always soone who changes their view because of your strength, learning to face it directly."
Tantai Yi didn’t intend to recount those tragic pasts.
Those pains still exist, turned into scars on his body, unable to fade, but he had already left those rotten pasts behind and moved forward.
However, picking so stories to tease the junior sister wouldn’t be impossible.
"How did you seek revenge? Did they cry their eyes out?" Tuanzi asked expectantly.
"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, Tantai Yi said, "They once hated and feared , but later regarded as a deity, trying to worship ."
Thrown into the river as a boy, returned to his original world after learning martial arts, already a young man.
He clearly still had white hair and golden eyes, facially resembling his youthful traces, but when he used Qinggong, struck trees from afar, chopped down half a mountain with one sword, froze lakes with a palm, those ignorant villagers then regarded him as a deity.
With the sa appearance, weak, he was a demon, strong, he was a deity, exceptionally ironic.
Through familiar or unfamiliar faces, he saw their rotten, profit-driven hearts.
With the master’s teachings, he could even foresee the future. Once he couldn’t offer help, these people would ’assassinate the god.’
A chill climbed into those dazzling golden eyes.
"Wait," Tuanzi climbed directly into his arms, pinched his face, filled with hatred for not eting expectations, "What kind of revenge is that? You wouldn’t have really beco a god for them, would you? Third Senior Brother, is your head full of water?"
The small paws deceptively hugged the head, shaking it left and right, wanting to hear any sound of water inside.
Tantai Yi was so surprised he didn’t react.
Even as a boy, the master would never make such a move.
"Senior Brother, speak up, don’t pretend you didn’t hear!"
Tuanzi was almost furious.
Could it be that this senior brother, who seed cold, was actually foolish?
"Didn’t help them."
Tantai Yi pulled down the rolling little kitten, placing her back on the chair.
"I just pretended to agree, but in fact, let them expose each other’s cris, and finally those guilty were all sent to prison."
The dynasty of his world was in a prosperous period, the laws were relatively complete, the County Magistrate of the county town belonging to the village was a good official.
All those who once bound him and threw him into the river were convicted.
Villagers who drowned young girls and disabled boys were also convicted.
And those who did not want to support the elderly, forcing them to death, also were convicted.
Investigating openly was difficult, but as the village’s ’god,’ he was very suited to use interests to sow discord.
After hearing how it happened, Tuanzi finally gave up on that white head.
Reviews
All reviews (0)