Eating when hungry, sleeping when tired, treating the sick, burying the dead—these were unalterable principles of the heavens and earth.
What were the principles of the heavens and earth? They were the greatest principles in the world.
Chen Changsheng's voice was spread along the autumn breeze, casting the surrounding crowd into silence.
Xu Shiji had no words to respond. Before these sorts of principles, anything he said was lacking in principle.
Chen Changsheng walked into the fields to the side of the official road, his clothes glistening with starlight that even the elegant sunlight could not conceal.
Xu Shiji's expression slightly chilled. "You wish to attack me?"
This question was both a threat and not a threat, and even more like a warning or notice.
It had nothing to do with strength or authority. Chen Changsheng had heard those unspoken words loud and clear.
_I am Xu Yourong's father; are you sure you want to attack me?_