Chapter 10: Justice Without Power Only Harms Others and Oneself (Please Follow! Please Bookmark!)

“Sorry.”

Zheng Zha caught the look in Wu Xian’s eyes and couldn’t help but show a bitter smile, sincerely apologizing.

Bang——!!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Zheng Zha felt a sharp pain across his face, then his whole body spun like a top before crashing to the ground. Dizzy and disoriented, he heard Wu Xian’s mocking voice.

“That apology isn’t meant for me, but for Mou Gang.”

Wu Xian looked down on him with disdain. “Because of your meddling, he was almost riddled with bullets, and others might have been dragged into it as well. Do you think a simple ‘sorry’ is enough?”

Hearing this, the anger Zheng Zha had felt from being hit suddenly shuddered through his body. He turned to Mou Gang, who had remained silent all along, and struggled to get up, bowing deeply. “Brother Mou, I’m sorry. It was my fault. I owe you my life. From now on… I will find a way to make it up to you. Please believe me!”

“Hmph! That’s more like it.”

Wu Xian snorted. “You know, when you first warned those people, I really wanted to put you down myself. How many times have I told you? You’re still rookies, completely incapable of changing the course of events. Acting rashly only causes trouble. If it weren’t for Mou Gang nearly being dragged down by you, I wouldn’t have bothered stepping in—I would have just watched you get sliced into pieces by the laser.”

“I wasn’t just trying to change the story… I felt a bit sorry…” Zheng Zha protested softly, feeling wronged.

“That’s even worse. Changing the story at least shows ambition, but feeling sorry for movie characters is outright foolish! Understand this: who your real teammates are. That powerless sympathy and sense of justice will only harm others and yourself.”

Wu Xian sneered dismissively and waved his hand. “No use saying more. After you’ve been through a few more horror movies, you’ll understand. But let me warn you, if this happens again, I won’t step in to help. You’re on your own.”

“…”

Zheng Zha lowered his head, feeling as if he were facing a powerful authority figure in reality — no, more like a stern elder in his family — utterly lacking the courage to confront him.

Watching this scene, Wu Xian’s expression remained serious, but inside he was secretly delighted.

Zheng Zha, huh? Reincarnation of Pangu, the creator of the world’s dawn? No matter how wild and cool you act later, you’re still going to obediently take my scolding now.

At this thought, he discreetly withdrew the pinhole camera from his chest pocket, intending to stash it away. One day, he could use it as blackmail material to entertain the Central State team—it would surely be amusing.

“Mr. Wu, thank you for saving me.”

Just then, Mou Gang approached—this simple, honest middle-aged man expressing his most sincere gratitude.

“Brother Wu, that stick technique you used to block the bullets—did you exchange for it from the Supreme God? It was amazing!”

Li Xiaoyi, who rarely had a chance to appear, excitedly joined in, eyes full of admiration.

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