"The height you stand at, the position you are in, and everything you have are so dazzling that inferior rats like us can't even open our eyes!"
"Then, who will define the street rats, right and wrong, black and white?
Cen Qiaofu reached out and covered his eyes. "I can't even see your face clearly. You're so dazzling!"
Wei An was furious and was about to speak, but after Cen Qiaofu lowered his voice, he then raised it again.
"But what you care about is justice?"
"But what you see is the truth?"
"The Holy Palace nurtured you Saints, but did it give you all the ability to distinguish right from wrong?"
Cen Qiaofu pointed at Fangfang and Wang Dachui.
"Were there no demi-saints in the Holy Divine Palace? They needed you to come and save them?"
"They've asked for help for so long. Why was it that you Wei An, the only Saint who could block the saint calamity was sent to save them from the abyss of suffering?"