"Hah, if they're going to fight, why should we care!" Hu Daoke glanced at Luo'er and said with some disappointment.
"How ridiculous. This matter involves us; how can we let the conflict erupt without intervening?" Luo'er glared at him and retorted sharply.
Upon hearing this, the burly Hu Daoke shrank his neck, no longer speaking, and began looking around to conceal his embarrassment.
Cheng Ziang silently observed Luo'er. After listening to Luo'er's words, he turned back and chuckled, shaking his head slightly.
Luo'er was still the same Luo'er, unchanged even a bit. If he had chosen not to intervene in the imminent conflict below, Cheng Ziang would have failed to comprehend such behavior.
Luo'er was the quintessential man of the world—steadfast in his principles and unyielding in doing what is right, thereby attracting those of similar integrity. Every path he tread seemed to radiate the purest brilliance of humanity.
