"Justice? Evil?"
Xingyan blinked his innocent big eyes, repeated the two words, and then shook his head.
“Do you find it hard to tell the difference?”
Although Netero did not look back, he could sense Xingyan's movements.
Frowning, Netero turned around and sat on the rest chair, wanting to talk to the child about the topic of justice.
"No, it's not that it's hard to distinguish, but for me, there's no need to distinguish so many."
Xing Yan also sat down on a chair nearby, looked towards the lake, and talked about his distinction between justice and evil.
He knew what justice and evil were in the popular sense, but these things had nothing to do with him.
If he were an ordinary person and encountered a being like the Brigade, justice would not come out to save him when he was being killed.
Moreover, if he were an ordinary person and encountered a fight with a big boss...
...
...
For example, if Netero is fighting with someone, they will not stop just because of the presence of an ordinary person like me, because whoever stops will give the other a chance.
Therefore, he was glad that he was not an ordinary person and that he had the power to protect himself.
What does it matter if it is justice or evil? He only cares about the benefits and whether it is beneficial to him.
"The world is orderly, and most people need justice..."
Netero was very sad. He was sure that the child had grown up crooked.
So, he wanted to brainwash the child.
"The president told me this because he knew I had met with some people from the brigade, right?"
Xingyan interrupted Netero's speech on justice.
Looking back at Netero, he didn't want to waste too much time here.
"Well, someone brought back news that there were some traces left by members of the Phantom Troupe in the hotel you visited before."
Netero nodded seriously and gave the information he currently knew.
"President, why don't I hate them?"
Smiling and blinking, Xingyan stared at Netero and asked him to guess the reason.
"Why?"
He always felt that the question was not what he wanted, but Netero still wanted to hear Xingyan say it himself. He really couldn't guess what would make a child like the existence of the Phantom Troupe.
"Because, they won't preach, won't make me like the brigade, won't say anything that might change me..."
Xingyan smiled happily, but his innocent smile made people feel further and further away.
"People need to grow up, Xingyan, you are still young..."
Netero was very tired. Although he knew that children didn't like to listen to adults preaching, this child was not an ordinary child. Why was he throwing a tantrum at this time?
"President, I have several titles in Meteor Street. You may have heard of them before: Killing Boy, Devil Boy, Deadly Dancer..."
Every time Xingyan said a title, he could see Netero's eyes trembling.
He earned his reputation in Meteor Street by killing people, so...
Don't try to persuade him to do justice, because justice will never be something he has anything to do with.
"You don't look like you came from that place..."
Netero sighed and really gave up this time.
The rules on Meteor Street have always been different from those in the outside world, so he really shouldn't say certain things.
"I didn't really come from there, I just went there for a vacation, but I have to say that the environment there suits me very well."
Shaking his head, Xingyan told Netero with certainty that it was he who liked Meteor Street, not Meteor Street that cultivated him.
Don't get this relationship wrong.
"Xingyan, I know it's useless to say anything, but I still hope that you can stop hurting others at will..."
Netero knew that he couldn't persuade him, but when he stood up to go back, he still wanted to say something.
"I never like to take the initiative. Whether I treat people well or not depends on their attitude. So you can rest assured, President. As long as the people from the Hunter Association don't take the initiative to cause trouble for me, I won't start the killing mode!"
Xing Yan has always been clear about this matter.
He is too lazy to be nice to others, nor is he too lazy to take the initiative to target anyone.
Therefore, he will try his best to repay the good things that have been done to him.
And for those who show ill will towards him, he will try his best to return the favor!
"That's good... You are a good kid..."
Netero paused, then walked away with a smile.
He probably understood.
This kid is so stubborn, but in fact, the people he killed deserved to die.
In a place like Meteor Street, if a kid like this shows up, he'll be besieged...
When more people are killed, people will give him some titles.
He is so old, but he was almost fooled by this kid just now.
However, it is still very dangerous!
Not distinguishing between good and evil, but only between good and bad treatment of him, can easily lead people astray.
If the Phantom Troupe treats him well, then whoever goes to hunt down the Phantom Troupe will be pushed out in front, and that will be a big problem...
"Me? Good boy?"
Xingyan stood there and suddenly lowered his head and laughed.
Why does it feel so awkward?
He is indeed a good boy, but he is only a good boy to his family, not to outsiders...
Let’s just forget it.
Although he has a father in every world, and even in this world he has two fathers at once, they are only his. No one else can allow him to be their 'child'.
"Master, the situation here is a little special. Do you want to take a look?"
Muramasa's voice suddenly appeared, and something went wrong inside the ancient tomb.
"I'll be there now."
After Xing Yan finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot without causing any disturbance there.
After he left, Netero, who had left, suddenly appeared, stared at the place where he disappeared for a long time, and then left with a strange expression.
On a small island on the sea, Xingyan appeared next to Muramasa and held the injured blue-haired little leopard in his arms.
"Master, that thing in front is a little strange. It should be a creature that does not belong to this world. Grimmjow went out just now and failed to win."
Muramasa stood next to Xingyan and asked him to look at the creature in front of him.
That was not a human being, nor was it a corpse from an ancient tomb, nor was it a magical beast or rare animal that existed in this world.
"Leave a mark and don't disturb her. This is a useful thing that can only bring value if it is alive."
Xingyan stared at the humanoid ant in front of him. This is the future queen ant.
However, she is not yet at the stage of reproduction and is not as weak as she will be in the future.
The previous battle with Grimmjow had left the Queen Ant badly injured, so it wouldn't be difficult to kill her now.
but...
He is not a good person. He knows that this is the queen ant. He also knows that if she survives, she will give birth to the king ant and many people will die...
However, those who will die are not as important as his points!
Let's leave saving the world to the protagonist.
It's just... this place...
It was one of those nine abstract paintings.
So can he assume that the former Jinfulis also came here?
Or perhaps we can speculate that Jinfulis had also discovered the queen ant a long time ago, but also did not choose to kill it?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
