Cen Jun's voice rose with excitement, and he looked eagerly at Bing Nandong. Although he knew it was impossible, with his brother's ashes still on him, and his master's death and disappearance impossible, this was the only thing Cen Jun could think of that would truly make his senior brother happy.
Bing Nandong didn't answer, but simply stared at him, observing his words and actions. "I just don't understand why you were chosen? Why is it that in storybooks, the protagonists are always righteous men, caring about the people and sacrificing themselves for others?" Bing Nandong, with a hint of disdain, concluded, "How hypocritical."
"Brother, how embarrassing it is for Master that you think so. Have you forgotten Master's teachings? You... mmm!" Cen Jun frowned and found that he could not speak.
Bing Nandong stood up, his brows etched with impatience. "Stop making noise. Now, eat." Bing Nandong dragged Cen Jun to the table. Cen Jun was still looking at him, wanting to say something, but Bing Nandong endured it again and again. Thinking of Fan Zhiyi, he suppressed his temper and said, "Eat when it's time to eat, sleep when it's time to sleep. Otherwise, if he sees you, he'll be mad at me."
To Cen Jun, this was simply his senior brother gone mad. He was deeply saddened by his master's death, but the living had to move on. He couldn't understand why his senior brother, so much more accomplished in cultivation than he was, couldn't see through this. Take his brother, for example. He was the closest and most important person in his life, yet he hadn't given up on himself or fallen into depravity because of his brother's death. Why couldn't his senior brother understand that? Why hadn't he gotten over it in ten years?
Bing Nandong was even more annoyed by his mumbling: "Shut up."
Cen Jun stopped and his eyes began to moisten. Bing Nandong had a terrible headache and left immediately.
Isn't it easy to imitate a simple-minded righteous gentleman? It's something that can be done easily. I must be crazy to think that I need to be more realistic and see how to act it out.
However, the righteous path, the gentleman... Bing Nandong raised a sarcastic smile on his face. He seemed to see his former self, the stupid and pitiful idiot who was deceived and lost the person he loved. He was really disgusted.
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