"That's not important. I think for men, getting together and cursing is the most comfortable thing. By the way, tell us, why can't we kill people like Dijun?"
"It's simple." The Prince frowned and said, "They are part of the balance. Not only can they not be eradicated, but they also need to be constantly tempered and supported to become a controllable dark side."
"A controllable dark side?"
"Yes, a controllable dark side. Because this world inevitably needs shadows. Without them, new shadows will emerge. Even without new shadows, darkness would arise among us." The Prince raised his head. "The teacher once said that he is the one holding a torch in the dark, and he doesn't need to erase the darkness but to guide the light."
"Forget it, junior brother, don't get angry."
"I'd be a ghost if I'm not angry!" The Prince pointed at himself, "I'm only eighteen! An eighteen-year-old boy being accused of stealing his teacher's woman, for fuck's sake... Senior brother, damn it."
