Jiang Yuqing spoke righteously.
Zhang Nanhai’s death did not make Jiang Yuqing feel any regret.
Ye Fan listened and couldn’t help but shook his head and laughed.
“He was wrong?”
“I want to know, what is wrong and what is right?”
“Who told you that fighting head-on is always right, and forbearing and launching later is always wrong?”
“What qualifications do you have to use your own standards to measure the right and wrong of others?”
“And this person’s contribution to the world is far greater than yours.”
Ye Fan questioned.
Jiang Yuqing replied calmly, “It’s not me who will judge him, but all of humanity and the entire Martial Alliance.”
“Everyone thought that what he did was wrong and that the path he took was evil.”
“Do you still think that everyone in the world is wrong?”
Jiang Yuqing did not give in and looked straight at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn’t want to argue with her anymore, so he turned around and left.
The hardest thing to change in this world is other people’s opinions.
But before leaving, Ye Fan still said something quietly.
“I can’t judge who is right or wrong, and neither can you or even all of humanity.”
“Perhaps only history will prove whose path is the right one.”
Ye Fan sent off his relatives and friends, left Yanxia, and returned to Chumen Mountain.
The four giants also gathered at the top of Truman Mountain for their final training session.