Ye Yinzhu cast a moderately warm glance at her and countered, "Is a Necromancer necessarily evil?"
Kleyena froze, "I, I don't know."
Ye Yinzhu smiled faintly, "There's still a magic competition later, I need to rest for a while. Kleyena, remember, so-called justice and evil are merely games for the powerful. The victor becomes king, the vanquished becomes an outlaw, and the victors are forever righteous. Or to put it another way, there is no intrinsically just or evil power in this world. When power is used for justice it is just, and when used for evil, it's evil. I never consider whether what I do is just, only that it is without regret in my heart."
"Only that it is without regret in my heart?" Kleyena watched Ye Yinzhu's figure gradually disappearing into the distance but didn't follow. She suddenly realized there seemed to be an insurmountable chasm between herself and this man.