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As night falls, the streets of Tiandou City are lit up with streetlights.
After browsing the auction house, buying a few novelties, and having a good time outside, Tang San excused himself, saying goodbye to Tang Yuehua, and returned to Blue Tyrant Academy alone.
Watching Tang San's figure gradually disappear into the night, Xuan Hao narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
He raised his hand and habitually rubbed Ning Rongrong's little head beside him.
What did you whisper with him about this afternoon?
Xuan Hao frowned. "Why do I feel like... this guy's whole aura has changed?"
In the past, Tang San always carried a deliberately suppressed restraint.
He always portrays a gentle and polite image.
Or rather, he has been trying his best to maintain the facade of an orthodox disciple that conforms to his so-called "Tang Sect rules".
All his external behavioral guidelines were strictly based on the "Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record".
Therefore, when he makes demands of others, he will naturally invoke this set of logics that are full of moral high ground.
However, once something truly touches upon his core interests or emotions, his ruthless nature—a firm belief in the survival of the fittest and that the rules are set by the strong—will be fully exposed.
This also leads to Tang San always giving people the impression of having serious double standards.
However, Xuan Hao was not surprised by this.
Aren't all people in this world like that?
Demanding the standards of a saint from others, while tolerating the bottom line of a beast.
They are strict with others but lenient with themselves, and always like to stand on a moral high ground and point fingers at others.
However, Tang San's behavior this afternoon gave Xuan Hao a very unusual feeling.
That feigned gentleness has shattered.
Instead, there is no longer a pretentious and sanctimonious demeanor, but a naked and undisguised ambition!
It's like a lone wolf that has completely torn off its disguise, abandoned all moral constraints, and is ready to devour its prey.
"I didn't say anything," Ning Rongrong blinked innocently.
"I just repeated all those grand principles you used to teach us to him verbatim.
Mainly to persuade him to stop dwelling on that ridiculous sentimentality. The way he is now... maybe he's finally figured it out?"
Xuan Hao looked puzzled: "Are the things I said... things that I can just tell outsiders?"
He paused, then suddenly realized, "Wait a minute! You didn't just tell him half of what I said, and misled him, did you?"
Xuan Hao has his own logic for doing things, but he is very clear that reason is one thing, but it doesn't mean that he should do things in such an extreme way every time he encounters a problem.
In this world, everyone has their own set of logic when it comes to reason.
There is no absolute right or wrong, only a distinction between strength and weakness.
The strong have the right to define their own logic as "correct" in a broad sense and force everyone to comply with it through sheer force.
If the weak do not conform to this, they are considered "wrong" and will be criticized.
Whether people agree with a principle or not simply depends on their different interests and positions.
You think it's right because this logic aligns with your interests; you are a beneficiary.
You think it's wrong because it jeopardizes your interests.
Therefore, relying solely on words to debate right and wrong is a joke in itself.
Right and wrong have always been defined by power.
All these social rules are indeed built on the cruel underlying logic of "survival of the fittest".
but!
The harshness of the underlying rules does not mean that everything derived from them must be cold-blooded and ruthless!
Even the most bloodthirsty and violent beasts will show tenderness and gentleness when facing their cubs.
Bloody violence can also be used to establish and protect rules of compassion.
"Knowledgeable yet not cynical, experienced yet still innocent."
This was Xuan Hao's ultimate purpose in teaching Ning Rongrong and the others this law of the jungle!
Seeing through the cruelty of this world gives you the confidence to overturn the table and better protect yourself and those around you.
Instead of turning yourself into a cold-blooded monster with no bottom line and only concerned with self-interest.
Looking at Ning Rongrong's innocent face, and recalling the chilling ambition that Tang San had shown when he left, as if he wanted to devour everything...
Xuan Hao's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Tell me honestly, when you were saying those things to him... were you finally finished with that concluding statement?!"
Ning Rongrong shrank back guiltily and muttered under her breath:
"I... I don't have that much time to argue with him. Besides, even if I did say everything, with his stubbornness, he might not listen."
Xuan Hao sighed and rubbed his forehead.
"You only say half the story, and only give half the reasoning!
Don't you know how dangerous this kind of thing is?
If you're going to teach someone a lesson, you should explain it clearly from the beginning.
The worst thing you can do is take things out of context!"
"But I wanted to continue!" Ning Rongrong protested, looking aggrieved.
"As soon as I got to the part about abandoning the rules and using any means necessary, Tang San had already given me a look of sudden enlightenment!"
"He has clearly come to accept that most primitive law of the jungle, and is so deeply entrenched in it that he can't listen to anything else he's saying!"
Xuan Hao rolled his eyes: "Aren't you afraid that this guy might suddenly lose his mind and cause some uncontrollable mess by following this extreme logic?"
"You're still here." Ning Rongrong stepped forward confidently and tugged at Xuan Hao's sleeve.
"If he really dares to use this logic to do something heinous, why don't you just step in and teach him a lesson?
Haven't you taught plenty of people in Tiandou City these past few years?"
"Don't you understand the importance of finishing what you start? You created this mess on a whim, and now you're just going to dump it on me?"
Xuan Hao said irritably, shaking off her hand.
"You clean up your own mess. You'd better figure out how to bring that guy's thinking back to normal!"
"How am I supposed to change his mind?
That guy's only thinking about climbing the ladder and getting stronger. Do you really think he'll listen to me?"
Ning Rongrong pouted, "Why don't you... go beat him up first? Beat him half to death, and clear his head?"
Xuan Hao looked at Ning Rongrong as if she were an idiot: "What's the point of me beating him up?"
"Use your pretty little brain to think about this. If I were to run over there now and beat him up because of my strength, wouldn't that just confirm his dog-eat-dog logic?
Because I'm stronger than him, he has to listen to me and take my beating. Isn't that the robber logic you just instilled in him this afternoon?"
Xuan Hao poked Ning Rongrong's forehead with a look of exasperation:
"Look at all the people I've educated in Tiandou City these past few years, don't you understand at all how I've been educating them?"
Ning Rongrong covered her forehead, complaining helplessly, "How am I supposed to learn your combination of violent torture and mental shock?!"
"Moreover, is the wicked personal charisma that you, President Xuanhao, possess something that others can simply imitate?"
"You think you recruited so many followers purely through violence?
You clearly first used brutal force to beat them into submission, forcing them to calm down and listen to you."
Then, you use your flawless, closed-loop logic to forcibly destroy their worldview!
"Once their worldview collapses, you can throw out your theories and completely convince them, making them willingly and wholeheartedly follow you as their lackey!"
"Damn it! This is a skill that anyone can have?!
This is a skill that only the most outstanding people can possess!"
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