Lu Xi'an's words left Lu Shou stunned for quite a while.
After a long pause, he gently exhaled and said with a laugh, "Your words... it's as if you think you're a good person too."
The emotions in that laughter were complex and indistinct, with a bit of frankness, a hint of sarcasm, a measure of helplessness and despair, and within that despair, there was an inexplicable sense of defiance, oddly peculiar.
"Why not?"
Lu Xi'an said, "Thinking about it now, that boy called Gou, and the person who jumped into the Guanhai River today, they've probably floated down and met you by now, haven't they?
"They all met me. Didn't they tell you I'm a good person?"
Lu Shou fell silent again for a moment before saying, "They did..."
Lu Xi'an asked, "So you didn't believe them?"
Lu Shou said, "What difference does it make whether I believe it or not?"
"Of course, it makes a difference."
Lu Xi'an lifted Lu Shou up.
