The crowded street, Zhang Chen and Zhong Xiang walked one after the other.
"Let's make it clear, if you can stop my grandpa from overthinking and solve his confusion, I'll help you once. If not, I won't help you!" Zhong Xiang opened the door, walking in front, and said.
Zhang Chen followed behind Zhong Xiang, patting his chest confidently: "Don't worry, those two questions already have answers. Once I talk to our grandpa, everything will get back on track."
"He's my grandpa!" Zhong Xiang felt that Zhang Chen kept calling him 'our grandpa' to take advantage of him.
"We are like brothers, why differentiate." Zhang Chen chuckled behind Zhong Xiang, his gaze on Zhong Xiang's backside: "Zhong, your butt is really fair and round, I've never seen such a perfect butt."
Hearing this, Zhong Xiang's face turned flushed with rage, the flame-red Qi mechanism flowing around him, instantly melting the blue bricks underfoot into magma.
"You dare to speak nonsense in front of me, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Zhong Xiang coldly looked at Zhang Chen.
"You can't kill me!" Zhang Chen replied.
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll tear your dog mouth apart." Zhong Xiang was a bit annoyed and embarrassed.
Hearing this, Zhang Chen stepped forward nonchalantly and slapped Zhong Xiang's butt: "Buddy, we're all men, what's there to be shy about?"
"Zhang Chen!!!" Zhong Xiang gritted his teeth in anger: "Do you believe I'll cut you into eight pieces?"
"Of course, I believe you." Zhang Chen replied seriously: "And then?"
This made Zhong Xiang lose his momentum, all his words got stuck, and in the end, he stomped his foot and headed off into the distance.
Now he's like a grasshopper tied to the same string with Zhang Chen, what can he do?
He's helpless too.
Zhong Xiang now pinned his hopes on Zhang Chen to solve the curse; after all, this kid was quite strange. If anyone could break the curse, it was likely him.
Zhong Xiang was too angry to speak, glanced at the bustling crowd on the street, and headed to his temporary residence. Not long after, he arrived at an estate outside the city: "Follow me."
The two of them made their way to a garden in the backyard that had turned completely yellowed, except for a few old trees that still stood tall and green. Mr. Wu sat under one of the trees, looking dejectedly at the leaves in silence.
Seeing the pale and bloodless Mr. Wu, Zhang Chen didn't mind helping resolve his confusion. Mr. Wu had only ruined Chen Sanliang, Han Suzhen's death was unrelated to him.
"If I made your grandpa's Dao heart collapse, will he directly chop me to death when he sees me?" Zhang Chen suddenly asked.
Zhong Xiang turned to look at Zhang Chen, too lazy to deal with this punk, then walked straight under the big tree.
"Grandpa, that dog Zhang Chen is here." Zhong Xiang came to Mr. Wu, whispering.
"The boy is here?" Mr. Wu turned his head, looking excitedly at Zhang Chen, standing up directly in excitement: "Boy, I've been seeking you for a long time. Those two questions troubled me greatly. Come here quickly, I have questions to ask you."
"Greetings, Mr. Wu." Zhang Chen respectfully saluted Zhong Wubai. This person was one of the pillars of the Academy, and he wanted to mingle there in the future, so if he could resolve the animosity, he would be happy to do so.
"No need for formalities. Let me ask you, do you have answers to the two questions you mentioned that day?" Mr. Wu excitedly stepped forward, grabbing Zhang Chen's shoulders and looking at him intently.
"What two questions did I ask that day again?" Zhang Chen somehow couldn't remember, as he had been very busy and tense lately, and was just babbling at that time without caring much about it.
Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Mr. Wu froze, his expression full of disbelief: "Such profound questions, and yet you didn't keep them on your mind?"
"I was just making stuff up at that time." Zhang Chen said carelessly.
The real reason was that there were three such ethical issues in the future, and he was too anxious at the time to remember which two he had asked.
Mr. Wu took a deep breath, his face flashing with helplessness, then said: "The first question, if a stranger falls into a well, and if you save them, you will die. Do you save them or not?"
Mr. Wu looked at Zhang Chen eagerly: "So do you save them or not? Saving others would mean my death, but I don't want to die. Yet not saving them goes against my moral and ethical principles, causing pain and guilt to torment my heart day and night. So, should I save or not?"
This was not only Mr. Wu's question but the question in the hearts of all scholars. Even Zhong Xiang was gazing at Zhang Chen intently, eyes full of inquiry and curiosity.
Zhang Chen considered briefly before saying: "As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand by a dangerous wall, a gentleman would not put themselves in danger. A saint, however, would unflinchingly rise to the challenge!"
"We're just ordinary folk; being called a gentleman is already a great virtue; how could we compare to saints?" Zhang Chen said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiang and Mr. Wu stood there as if hit by thunder, their eyes sparkling as if receiving sudden enlightenment.
Mr. Wu was trembling, his eyes filled with shock: "So that's it! So that's it! A gentleman doesn't save, a saint would not shy away. I'm not even a gentleman, let alone a saint?"