"I see." Ah Qing nodded.
She thought that the so-called gentleman avoiding killing meant out of sight, out of mind...
People can die, but donāt die in front of me.
āā
Just as she and Shi Qingjun have always done.
Shi Qingjun sits high above the Frosty Heaven, gazing down at the mortal world.
She remains beneath the Abyss Sea, looking up at the heavens.
āā
Yet where their gazes meet, it isnāt the minor conflicts of the Chaoyun Sect and the Holy Sect, but rather the Dao Rhyme, the path to the heavens.
For those playing the game, does it matter if a piece is captured by the opponent, who cares about the thoughts of the pieces?
Sometimes the key to victory lies in sacrificing pieces.
So no matter how things turn out, no matter which side is annihilated, it holds little meaning to themāā
Oh.
Speaking wrongly.
The Chaoyun Sect still holds meaning for Shi Qingjun, after all, she founded the Chaoyun Sect and established many rules back then.
The Demon Sect holds little significance for her, once resources are seized, their destruction means nothing.
Turns out she is the one sitting high above the Frosty Heaven.
Ah Qing tilted her head.
Thinking it was precisely because she knew many would die, yet never cared, thatās why she referred to herself as a "gentleman" before.
Out of sight, out of mind.
No wonder she regained her emotions before breaking through to the Qiankun Realm.
Calling herself a gentleman was a form of self-mockery.
"But what is benevolence?" Ah Qing asked the girl in front of her.
"Sis is acting so strangely today... never mind." The girl in yellow said while applying makeup for Ah Qing, "Benevolence? I think it means kindness."
Ah Qing thought that half-demons arenāt considered kind; rather, theyāre born with original sin.
"Having killed, can one still be called kind?" Ah Qing asked.
"..."
After asking, Ah Qing could clearly feel the girl in yellowās hand suddenly tremble.
"Sorry, sorry." The girl hurriedly wiped away the smeared makeup.
"Afraid?" Ah Qing asked.
"Iām not afraid."
The girl in yellow calmed herself and whispered, "Knowing sis is a half-demon, I was already mentally prepared."
To her, whatever past Ms. Qing had seemed normal.
If one isnāt a half-demon, theyāll never know what their growing environment is like.
"Itās just that sis didnāt give me time to prepare when suddenly talking about hurting people; I didnāt know what to say." The girl answered honestly.
"You havenāt answered my question yet." Ah Qing couldnāt help but smile a bit, "If oneās hands are dirty, can one still be called ābenevolentā?"
"Why not?" The girl spread her hands, "If the hands are dirty, just wash them clean."
"Itās not as simple as you think." Ah Qing said helplessly.
Where did this naive girl come from?
"Sis thinks what I said is simple?" The girl shook her head, "Thereās nothing in this world that canāt be washed clean; itās clearly sis thinking simplistically."
"What do you mean?" Ah Qing realized something.
"Who says that hurting people makes one evil?" The girl snorted, "Did not Young Master Xu stain his hands? Yet no one says heās bad."
So, whether one has harmed others shouldnāt be a determining standard.
Ms. Qing is just being too stubborn.
"What? Young Master Xu stained his hands?" Ah Qing became interested.
"I knew it, mention the young master, and sis becomes spirited." The girl pouted, "Pingniang had him exterminate many mountain bandits... sis didnāt know? Right, sis used to live far away."
"Mountain bandits?"
"Yes."
The girl explained, "Youāve seen Beisang Cityās prosperity... nowadays, bandits are everywhere, but they donāt dare enter the city, so they specifically wait outside to rob those trying to enter or leave."
Most of these bandits were eliminated by the City Guard, and Xu Changāan also went a few times, as Pingniang assigned him tasks.
"Are any of those bandits good? If the young master killed them, does that mean heās not kind? I donāt think so." The girl said, looking Ah Qing up and down and smiling contentedly.
"Alright, I basically understand your definition of kindness." Ah Qing said, lowering her head.
She quite liked this girl, and the girl liked her too.
But if this child knew that the so-called Demon Sect was just her indulgence...
How would she view her?
With a conventional view of good and evil, sheād undoubtedly think of her as a villain.
Though she indeed is a villain.
People are contradictory; Ah Qing, recently retrieving emotions and still having a chaotic mental realm, is no exception.
Thankfully, not all the Demon Sectās reputation is bad, many girls were saved by its disciples.
She is protective and clear in meting out rewards and punishments.
Upon returning, sheāll investigate which girls had the leisure to save ordinary girls.
Strange.
Sheās clearly striving to gather Dao Rhyme, yet now dislikes seeing pieces fall from the board.
Thinking back, Shi Qingjun was once cold and indifferent, later forming the Chaoyun Sect.
Was it because she met Zhu Tongjun back then?
"Ni Zi, did your familyās calamity have anything to do with the Demon Sect?" Ah Qing asked.
"Talking about makeup, why is sisās mind like Pingniangās, jumping from one thought to another." The girl complained, "Doesnāt sis know asking about the past is a taboo in Flower Moon Building... but since sis asked, Iāll tell."
The girl hugged Ah Qingās arm, "It has nothing to do with the Demon Sect, it was demons, a demon disaster... Ms. Qing, demons... are truly terrifying."
Hearing this, Ah Qing comfortingly patted her back, her eyes glistening.
Itās good the Demon Sect wasnāt involved.
But the Demon Race?
Thereās no choice.
Nowadays, the Demon Raceās power has reached unprecedented strength, and guarding Qing Province is already the limit.
Under this absolute disaster brought by the Demon Race, itās understandable why people fear the half-demons so much.
"Donāt worry, sis will protect you." Ah Qing said.
"No, it should be me protecting sis." Listening to Ah Qing, the girl gently pushed her, then waved her little fist, "Before the sisterhood recognizes sis, Iāll protect sis from being bullied by them."
"Alright."
Ah Qing patted her head, then asked, "By the way, you havenāt told me, if I got into a fight with Pingniang, who would you help?"
"Help Pingniang."
"..."
At this time, clouds accumulated for a long time, finally bringing drizzling rain that quickly intensified, eventually turning into a downpour.
"Sis, donāt look at me like that, Pingniang is more important, so donāt make trouble with her." The girl laughed.
"I understand."
Ah Qing lowered her head, glancing at her short skirt and the embroidered shoes by the fire, then gazed into the storm outside, not sure what she was thinking.
Hm.
Now she really wants to kick Zhu Tongjun.
āā
The chaotic wind mixed with rain poured down, the world dimmed, yet to Xu Changāanās ears, it felt unusually calming.
Probably because he now sits at the bedside, unable to hear the rain, only the steady breathing of Miss Yun.
Xu Changāanās gaze suddenly shifted, getting up to pour a cup of warm water.
Not long after, Yun Qianās breathing quickened, gradually opening her eyes.
Xu Changāan supported Yun Qian to sit up and handed over the water.
"Drink."
"Hmm."
Yun Qian took the cup and drank instinctively, then slowly returned to her senses, appearing sleepy.
"How long did I sleep?"
"No rush, itās not time for the appointment with Senior Zhu yet."
"Oh." Yun Qian nodded.
"Miss." Xu Changāan held the empty cup in his hand, observing the faint rouge patterns on it, "Did you dream again?"
"How did you know?" Yun Qian blinked.
"When I sat down, you kicked me; I wonder what you dreamt of."
"..."