The sun and moon are both wrong: Starting with marrying Gongsun Ling

Chapter 52: Good People and Bad People

"Hmm, when did the boss and the big boss arrive?"

"I...I didn't mean to, my hand just went out on its own, yeah, that's it!"

Listening to Shi Guagua's increasingly evasive explanation, Baili Yuan reached out and ruffled her hair.

"I know you didn't mean it, but if you keep trying to cover it up like this, the person behind me might really misunderstand."

Turning his gaze to Lü Buyi, who remained as calm as ever, Shi Guagua awkwardly scratched his face.

She didn't know if she had caused any trouble, but sneaking into this place was definitely not her fault.

She could be unreasonable with her boss, but she wasn't familiar with the big boss, so she could only slide to her knees and apologize.

"Boss, you are insightful, farsighted, strategic, and decisive. May you achieve immediate success, triumph, rise through the ranks, have a bright future, soar to great heights, realize your grand ambitions, enjoy abundant wealth, make a fortune daily, fill your house with gold and jade, be blessed with good fortune, be extremely lucky, have everything go smoothly, have all your wishes fulfilled, and live a long and happy life with your family—"

"You can surely tell that the pebble didn't do it on purpose, so can you forgive me?"

Lü Buyi did not answer. Instead, Baili Yuan coughed with a smile and whispered a reminder to Shi Guagua.

"He's over three thousand years old this year. If you wish him to live to be a hundred, aren't you just cursing him to die young?"

Shi Guagua was starting to lose her composure, but she had to hold it in no matter how hard it was, or she might get a scolding.

Hmm... it should be a reprimand... right?

The big boss and the boss seem to have a good relationship, so they probably won't punish a ten-year-old girl like me all the time, right?

As it turns out, Shi Guagua was overthinking things; Lü Buyi had no intention of being angry at all.

He simply walked forward slowly and picked up the crown of thorns next to the manuscript himself.

Then she asked softly, "Do you know why you reached for that manuscript instead of this one?"

Shi Guagua didn't understand why Lü Buyi asked this question, nor did she know the answer.

Therefore, I can only answer based on my own understanding and feelings:

"It's probably because I don't like the sect leader; his disciples have bullied me."

"The big boss should know the Sect Master Xiang Yuyin, right? He's the one who always wears the exact same thing on his head."

But Lü Buyi denied her answer, saying, "It's not because of that, because the emotions arising from feeling wronged cannot control your subconscious choices."

"Why is that?"

Shi Guagua suddenly realized that the big boss was a very interesting person.

At least he was willing to talk to his ten-year-old self as an equal, just like the boss.

Lü Buyi did not answer her immediately. He stared at the unremarkable crown of thorns in his hand and asked instead:

"Although you are still young, Baili Yuan should have taught you basic history and common sense."

"Do you know whose belongings these are?"

Shi Guagua swallowed hard. She had guessed the owner of both the manuscript and the crown of thorns, but she hadn't expected it to be true.

"Is it the saint that the old man in the Christian church who always hands out eggs worships?"

Baili Yuan showed an amused expression, while Lü Buyi simply nodded, his eyes revealing a hint of nostalgia.

"Yes, saint, son, messiah, lord—that's what his believers call him now."

"Do you know what kind of person he is?"

"He must be a very kind person who inspires others to do good. The old man who delivers eggs is one of his followers. He's a really nice guy."

Shi Guagua is still young and can only answer based on his own experience.

Lü Buyi did not deny it; he simply added, "To describe him as a great person who leads people to goodness is inaccurate."

"If I had to put it that way, it would be like the word used to describe him in that religion you just mentioned—"

"He is a saint."

Lu Buyi paused for a moment, then continued, "A living saint in the truest sense."

"A perfect person who is flawless in body, mind, and morality."

Living saints and perfect men...

Shi Guagua thought this description was too exaggerated.

But Lü Buyi's next words changed her mind.

"Before him, I always felt that no one had the right to condemn or deny what I had done."

Lü Buyi seemed to remember something and actually laughed.

"But he was different. He had suffered the same torment and hatred as me, but in the end he chose a completely different path from mine."

"But how could someone who has that right condemn my choice?"

"Just as I exist because of hatred, he exists because of love."

"It's not because I want to be loved or crave reciprocation; it's simply because I want to love."

"Even someone like me, he wanted to save—"

"He was willing to bear the sins of even those who had torn him apart and killed him."

Then, Lü Buyi softly read aloud the last words he had left for himself:

"If the world hates you, remember that they first hated me."

"How can there be such noble people in the world?"

These words were astonishing; the big boss in front of me actually had a connection with that saint.

But Shi Guagua still didn't understand why Lü Buyi was telling her all this.

"Boss, what are you trying to tell me?"

Lu Buyi chuckled lightly. He didn't explain anything further, but instead gave her an example.

"The relics he left behind, like those of a saint, will inevitably attract both the virtuous and the wicked."

"Even the pinnacle and pinnacle of the world of supernatural powers are no exception—even if their masters were just mortals in life."

"Someone like your boss, a pure villain, would choose the crown without hesitation when faced with the choice between the two."

"Or perhaps someone as purely kind as my late wife would make the same choice."

"But a 'mortal' like me, harboring hatred but not entirely evil or entirely good, would choose that manuscript."

"The fact that you reached for the manuscript shows that you, like me, are contradictory people who are neither good nor bad."

Shi Guagua didn't quite understand what this meant, but she was somewhat surprised to hear the boss say that he was neither good nor bad.

Needless to say, the boss was extremely wicked. Was the big boss, whom he described as being no different from the head of Wanye, not a purely evil person?

"Unbelievable?"

Lu Buyi asked softly, "Someone like me, with an ambiguous relationship with the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries, is unwilling to admit it, and doesn't even consider himself a purely evil person?"

After a brief hesitation, Shi Guagua looked at Baili Yuan with an unreserved gaze.

He nodded honestly.

Lü Buyi didn't seem to mind; he simply offered his own explanation.

"Good people don't need to explain themselves; they'll still think they're good, like my late wife."

"Bad people don't feel guilty; they're willing to admit they're bad people, just like your boss."

"But what are the standards for good and bad people for people like you and me?"

"Is it murder or saving a life?"

Lu Bu asked Shi Guagua a question: "If killing someone makes you a bad person, then because of the eleventh war of cause and effect, I helped the Myriad Corpse Immortals continue to exist, and countless people died indirectly because of me."

From this perspective, do you think I'm a good person?

Shi Guagua shook his head.

Then Lü Buyi asked again: "On the contrary, if the person who saves people is not a bad person, let's not talk about things too far back, but just take a recent example. In 1937 alone, I directly saved more than a million people—"

"From this perspective, do you think I'm a bad person?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Shi Guagua shook her head again.

Therefore, Lü Buyi said to her, "So, do you now understand what your choice means?"