Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 873 Begonia Garden, Two-Two Conversation

The pink and white Begonia petals climbed over the high wall and paved a path along the base of the wall. Han Bu followed behind Guan Yue, keeping a certain distance.

Guan Yue stopped, so did she.

The Zhumen pushed open, and the courtyard was full of begonias.

In the rain-like petals, a slender figure looms.

"It seems that you have won."

Han Bu walked into the flower rain, the man heard the footsteps and didn't turn his head back, still turned his back to her, just talking to her calmly.

"She will be sad," Han Bu said with a serious expression on his face.

The masked man continued to trim the crabapple branches and leaves as if nothing had happened, talking while cutting.

"Compared to me making her sad, don't you guys who know my true identity but hide it from her make her more sad?"

"Stop it! Before the incident happens, let everything be calm." Han Bu persuaded.

"I was originally a pool of stagnant water, without any waves or waves. Because of this, I also wanted to set off a shocking storm, even if it was only for a moment."

"Is this what you want?"

"No, what I want is trivial to you."

Han Bu didn't know why, so he could only frowned and pursed his lips in thought.

"Tell me, what did you see under the canopy?" The masked man put down the flower cuttings and slowly turned to face her. The mask with the dark patterns of white crabapple flowers was covered by the petals.

It is not the begonia petals that cover the mask, but the eyes that see countless begonia petals.

Han Bu said every word, "Evil is performed vividly in the dark night, but justice is only in the sunshine."

"Under the canopy where I and the people behind me are, there is only endless night. If you were me, what would you do." The masked man pressed on step by step.

Han Bu stared at the clear eyes under the mask, "When justice has no meaning, evil will give you the answer you want."

"Hahaha, well said!" The masked man stretched out his bony hand to remove the petals of the crabapple on the top of Han Bu's head, sighed, and continued in a gentle tone: "Since you have defined me as the evil party, please don't coming."

"No..." Han Bu's tone paused, his eyes staring at the road under his feet in confusion.

"Right from wrong, justice from evil, I can't tell the difference, but someone told me that if you want to know what is justice, you must know what is evil."

Han Bu's voice was not loud, but in this empty Begonia Garden, it was deafening.

When the east wind blows, the begonias are flying all over the courtyard, and the flowers are blinding the eyes.

The clear eyes of the masked man flickered with watery glints.

"Only when faith is shaken, people will be confused. Whether we are enemies or friends, I will sincerely wish you to find the answer you want before your faith collapses."

Han Bu raised his head, stared blankly at the person in front of him, and suddenly smiled, "We can't be enemies."

The masked man tilted his head in doubt, and Han Bu said righteously, "Because I don't believe in justice, nor do I believe in evil."

"Hahaha, what an unexpected answer," the masked man laughed heartily, feeling very happy.

Suddenly, Han Bu stretched out a small white hand, and spread out his palm, with a black mask pattern drawn on it.

The masked man stopped laughing, puzzled.

"Mask, I named it Black Humor, please take care of it in the days to come!" Han Bu bowed sincerely after finishing speaking.

The masked man understood that this little man wanted to stay, not only staying, but also wanting to prostitute a mask for nothing.

"For the sake of helping me keep a secret, let me make a mask for you for free!"

"Welcome to Tianmu!"

(End of this chapter)