Chapter 315: Unrest in Fang Cheng (Part 1)_1

Looking at Taoist Chankong, Xiemen Waidao asked, "Do you know what they think of you across there?"

Hearing Xiemen Waidao's question, Chankong pondered for a moment before seriously responding, "Good Samaritans, aiding those in need and distress."

"Big fat suckers!"

Chankong looked at Xiemen Waidao, puzzled, "How could that be? They need us so much, how could they see us that way?"

After a pause, he added, "And even if we are big fat suckers, it doesn't matter. As long as we can help people, it doesn't matter what the world says."

"Sigh… Being such good people to your extent, it's almost suffocating. Wake up, times have changed; this won't end well for you."

Xiemen Waidao sighed, realizing that NPCs like Chankong had embedded the notion of "being good" like a mental brand, which would be hard to change in the short term.

Even Mukuai 1234 felt there was something wrong with Chankong's way of thinking and couldn't help saying to him, "Taoist Chankong, this isn't good for you."