Chapter 420 - Mo Chou (58) (1/2)

After Jiang Li narrated everything from the start, Zhan Rong only had one opinion about Gu Mochou.

A b*tch.

That was it. There was nothing else she could think of as a description.

Zhan Rong didn't know whether Gu Mochou's previous life as a ghost eroded her humanity and reasoning and changed her into someone like that. Perhaps it really did. But even if taking revenge on the evildoers amongst the villagers was acceptable, killing off the innocent, such as the newly purchased wives and children, were not.

Zhan Rong was appalled. In a way, her childhood days were also rough. She was mistreated and constantly neglected for the crime of being born to two terrible women. But even if her experiences were nothing compared to being killed and drowned in resentment, there were still no grudges in this world that could excuse the killing of the innocent.

If she hates someone, don't spread the hate to others.

Zhan Rong said to Jiang Li with a serious face, ”I'm telling you. Even if she's a saint in her past life, that girl still deserves to be sent to a labor camp as a prisoner.”

At this moment, they were in the hospital. The place was where Gu Mochou's body was confined and where the victims of her recent scheme against Fan's company were also confined. That afternoon, Jiang Li asked Zhan Rong to change her clothes. Afterward, they set off for this place where Jiang Li led her to the floor where the villainess' private room was.

In the pitch-black space.

The mirror in the villainess' wall slowly emerged again and images formed, startling the soul that was huddling in the corner. The sound that emerged from the mirror recalled her wandering mind and prompted her to float towards that side of the room.

Half-squinting, Gu Mochou stared at the back of the ghost.

”Don't you think she's kind of pitiful?” She then heard him say. ”She was essentially forced to change. No one was born evil, it's a fact. I'm sure you know that it is the environment and the surrounding people that shape our views and behaviors. Sometimes we have no control over these factors, especially in our childhood days.”

Zhan Rong nodded. ”True.”

When she answered, she lowered her head so those that could see from the elevator and the various rooms would not take her for an insane woman talking to herself.

The girl was aware now that Mo Chou used to be a decent woman. But her terrible luck had her fall from a cliff and be at the mercy of those devils. What she went through there was definitely terrible to force her to try escaping. But before all of that happened, Mo Chou was a righteous person, a cultivator educated to respect people, to let nature take its course.

However.

”But aren't those traffickers I ordered to be kidnapped and sent to the prison labor camps also like that?” she reasoned with a calm expression.

”I'm sure when they are kids or babies, they are also naïve and innocent. Like you said, they have no control over their fates and situations.”

”I'm also sure that their change was not their fault, it was to adapt to their environment, catalyst by an external force.”

”Perhaps they are poor so this bad guy's father taught him that it is okay to rob the rich and scam the gullible. Maybe this another bad guy's mother told him it's okay to stomp on the weak.”

”So tell me. Am I to sympathize with all of them? We're all a.d.u.l.ts. We're supposed to be responsible for ourselves. If we do something wrong, we should own it and pay the price ourselves. That's what a grownup should do.”

He laughed and argued. ”But there are many grownups who act like kids. Many never think about the consequences of their actions. Age is not always a good metric of how mature a person's thoughts, actions, and speech are.”

Jiang Li said it because he was an example. Even though he was more or less a thousand years old in age, he did not want to act like a typical grandpa.

The system once brought it up to him, that even though he had been to various stages of life several times, he easily managed to shrug off the influence of the previous lives. Almost every time, he could immediately act out the age and role of his soul-client upon takeover. That was almost a miracle.

In actuality, he only had several reasons for not allowing his actual age to dictate how mature he should behave.

First and foremost, wouldn't he be as boring as hell if he did that? How the hell would he seduce his wife into falling for him again then?

Second, humans were perceptive animals and capable of judgment. If he wouldn't adjust accordingly, how would his mission progress?