58: Such slander! Such oppression from Heaven! Such grievances for Chen De!

Thus, the people searching for Zhang Li outside scoured Tianfeng City all night.

Chen De, however, slept soundly until the next day, waking up early and heading out for a stroll.

He even kindly greeted his neighbors along the way.

"Xiao Yuan, you're up so early?"

"That's right, it's good for your health to wake up early!"

Chen De responded to his neighbors' greetings with equal friendliness.

"How come I don't see those two boys of yours?"

"Oh, those two little rascals love to sleep in; I couldn't wake them up, so I just let them sleep a bit longer."

"Oh, and your wife... Ah!"

Suddenly, Chen De appeared beside the person who asked, "You talk too much!" and rewarded him with a stream of black liquid.

The person was instantly choked speechless, his face changing repeatedly as he looked at Chen De, "You go well!"

Then, Chen De continued to greet everyone he met, kindly asking, "Do I have morality?"

Chen De believed that true morality emanated from within, regardless of whose body he inhabited.

Chen De also believed that even if he changed bodies, that moral aura would absolutely not be able to be concealed; it had probably already burst forth.

It was just that Chen De's inner morality was too rich, which was why he couldn't feel the moral aura he emitted.

However, while Chen De possessed such high morality, others might not.

Even a single wisp of moral aura that overflowed would probably be something others could only dream of for a lifetime.

So, Chen De decided to casually ask someone.

"Do I have morality?"

Hearing this, the person was stunned.

He clearly hadn't expected someone to ask such a question.

With a hint of sarcasm and pity, he uttered two words faintly, "Idiot!"

Then he added, "You have no morality!"

These words flashed through Chen De's mind like a bolt from the blue.

Chen De's expression immediately changed, his mood somewhat heavy.

Chen De hadn't expected such a confident him to receive such a reply.

It wasn't because of the other person's latter statement.

Chen De knew.

Lies don't hurt people; truth is a sharp knife. If you tell the richest man he has no money, he'll just smile, but if you tell a pauper he has no money, he might truly break down.

So, if you told Chen De he had no morality, Chen De wouldn't be angry, because Chen De truly had a lot of morality.

But the righteous path of heaven and earth cannot be slandered, so Chen De would still punish him a little.

Because the person before him had made two big mistakes.

One was the dishonest words that followed, and the other was the hurtful insult that preceded them.

Chen De himself certainly felt nothing, completely indifferent, but the person before him hadn't considered this.

If he hadn't been facing Chen De, did he know how much psychological damage his two statements would cause a twenty-something-year-old child?

Unforgivable!

So, Chen De casually rewarded him with a stream of black liquid.

With Chen De's help, that person immediately became much more moral, even his eyes grew clearer.

He quickly corrected himself, "You have morality!"

His tone was quite sincere.

Hearing this, Chen De nodded in satisfaction.

Now that's more like a human being!

Afterward, Chen De continued to search for passersby to ask, and for anyone who spoke dishonestly, Chen De rewarded each of them with a stream of black liquid.

Suddenly, Chen De stopped.

He saw a group of people gathered, seemingly looking at something.

Out of curiosity, Chen De walked over to investigate, but there were too many people for Chen De to see clearly.

So he casually gave each of the onlookers a stream of black liquid.

Thus, with the intentional or unintentional cooperation of the audience, Chen De successfully pushed his way to the front row.

It turned out that the people searching for Zhang Li were posting a wanted poster here.

After the wanted poster was put up, a person who looked like the leader emerged from the group and shouted with a sorrowful expression,

"I have some unfortunate news for everyone. Just yesterday, our beloved young master of Mo Residence, the grandson of Lord Mo Xuancang, tragically passed away."

Seeing that everyone had no reaction, Chen De motioned.

"Is that so? Who would dare kill the young master of Mo Residence?"

"Is he tired of living?"

"How could someone lay a hand on a child? That's truly unforgivable!"

"This is Tianfeng City, how dare he?"

...

Immediately, a group of people began to whisper below, vividly describing the scene.

With a cough, everyone stopped.

The person pointed at a portrait and continued, "And the murderer who killed the young master is him, Zhang Li!"

"This Zhang Li is no good. Anyway, whether you find him or have any information, you can come to us, and we guarantee you a generous reward."

With that, he signaled to his subordinates, "Alright, let's go, we have another place to go."

Then he led a team of people away from here.

At the original spot, the onlookers gradually dispersed.

As they left, they were linking arms and chatting and laughing, as if they were one person.

Seeing such harmonious coexistence among neighbors, Chen De felt relieved.

He quietly walked forward and looked at the notice the group had posted earlier.

This seemed to be a place specifically for posting notices or wanted posters.

Here, Chen De saw wanted posters and portraits of more than just himself.

On Chen De's wanted poster, first was his portrait, followed by a pile of words describing Chen De and slandering his reputation.

It listed the rewards and various benefits for capturing Chen De.

The words describing Chen De on it were simply unbearable.

Terms like ruthless, cruel methods, inhumane, and all words unrelated to Chen De were used.

Poor Chen De, who had been moral his whole life, was now being slandered in such a way, which made him feel very wronged.

Being a good person is not easy!

Looking at the reward again, good heavens, Chen De himself wanted to sell himself.

Unfortunately, small favors are repaid with gratitude, but great favors are repaid with vengeance.

Sometimes, if the reward is too generous, it might not be something one can actually obtain.

Chen De had seen too many empty promises.

Chen De glanced at the person ranked lower, and his lungs nearly exploded with anger. Killing over ten thousand people, this was truly too heinous.

He, Chen De, simply couldn't kill so many people in a single day.

Such a bad person!

And yet, he was ranked before Chen De.

Hiss, is this the power of capital?

Wait, who is written above?

Chen De seemed to suddenly realize something important.

Zhang Li!

What did the Zhang Li they wrote have to do with him, Chen De?

That seemed to have nothing to do with Chen De anymore; now he was Xiao Yuan! He had no connection whatsoever with this Zhang Li.

No accounts should be settled on Chen De's head.

Ah, no, this matter, it wasn't done by Chen De in the first place, so why should Chen De take responsibility for it himself?

It was fate that did it!

Chen De just happened to appear at that time, and just happened to act at that time, that's all.

Even if Chen De hadn't intervened, if fate wanted him to die, he would have died at that time for various reasons.

For example, even if he were by his grandfather's side, he might still have been accidentally killed by his grandfather.

What did that have to do with him, Chen De?

How could it be said that Chen De killed him?

Suddenly, Chen De seemed to discover something extraordinary, looking as if he had a sudden realization.

From this perspective, Chen De had not violated his promise; he was still an honest and trustworthy good child.

Chen De suddenly looked up at the sky, trembling all over. Had even his morality almost been twisted?

Could it be that his morality had reached a level that even the heavens feared?

Was this why such a thing happened, to make Chen De feel guilty for breaking his promise, thereby falling into self-consumption, and finally self-destruction?

Alas, it had finally reached the point where his achievements overshadowed his lord.

Even the heavens were jealous of Chen De's morality and wanted to suppress him.

If Chen De's morality hadn't been so high, and he had finally understood all of this, who knows how things would have turned out.

Knowing that the heavens were targeting him because of his morality, Chen De suddenly felt even more wronged.

Why?

Why could bad people live so well and prosper, while good people like him, Chen De, were suppressed everywhere?

Even when morality reached a certain level, one would be directly targeted.

Why?

Do good people deserve to have guns pointed at them?

Chen De was so wronged he was almost crying, looking up, desperately holding back tears from falling from his eyes.

I just, I just want to be a good person!

Could it be, could it be that even this small request could not be fulfilled for him?

Chen De believed he had never done anything bad, and he had always done good deeds without seeking fame or profit.

And yet, he was still to be targeted like this?

Chen De only felt his heart grow cold.

There were countless bad people in the world, and currently, Chen De only knew of one good person, himself.

Perhaps, that was the reason!

But even if the road ahead was so arduous, Chen De would not give up.

No matter how difficult this path was, Chen De would continue to walk it.

Because morality, morality was his lifelong pursuit!

When he looked back again, he realized that Chen De was already in tears.