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Chapter 1320 The greater the power, the heavier the shackles.

"and many more."

"I've wanted to ask this before."

He Yi suddenly interrupted her: "How do you define this so-called ordinary person?"

He remembered that Yin Liu had killed those extraordinary individuals several times.

The extraordinary are new humans who have awakened their powers. They boast about why they have evolved into humans. Those ordinary people who remain in place and fail to awaken are ants abandoned by the world and the times, pigs that have failed to evolve.

That's why these extraordinary individuals look down on ordinary people and treat their lives as nothing.

He Yi's question was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly shattering the already tense atmosphere.

Hongzhu frowned slightly, her gaze sweeping over everyone present before finally settling on Yinliu. There was no anger in her eyes, only a heavy, almost compassionate look.

"In the rules of the Tricksters, anyone who possesses intelligence and has not been completely transformed into a monster is considered an ordinary person."

Red Candle spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority: "Even if he is an extraordinary being, an awakened being, as long as he retains a human body and consciousness, he is protected by this precept."

Yinliu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but Hongzhu raised her hand to stop her.

“I’m not denying what you’ve done, Silver Willow.” Her tone softened slightly. “Those superhumans disregard human life and harm innocent people through experiments. They deserve to die. I know that better than anyone.”

"But the power of the Qiqi Master comes from the most ferocious and chaotic source of strangeness in the world. We are only a thin sheet away from madness."

"Today you kill in the name of 'justice,' tomorrow, eerie energy will seep into your mind along with this murderous intent, making you take 'cleansing' and 'punishment' for granted."

"When you can no longer distinguish who should be killed and who shouldn't be killed, it will be too late."

Red Candle's words struck at the cruelest truth.

The Qi Gui Master is never afraid of enemies, but what he fears most is being assimilated by power, and becoming a monster even more terrifying than the otherworldly beings of the Yi Gui Society.

They possess power enough to tear everything apart, yet they must be more restrained and cautious than anyone else, because once they take that step, their souls will be devoured by madness and never return.

The defense team members standing nearby had complicated expressions; they wanted to refute, but couldn't find a reason to.

They had seen too many of their compatriots harmed by superhumans, and they had witnessed the ruthlessness and clarity with which Yin Liu acted. But the loss of control and pollution that Hong Zhu spoke of were a deep abyss that they could neither touch nor understand.

He Yi was still unwilling to give up: "But those people don't deserve to be called human! They tie ordinary people to the experimental table, cut open their chests, and extract their souls, not even sparing children! Should we keep such people around to continue doing evil?"

"Judgment should be based on rules, not on power." Hongzhu closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was a hint of weariness in them.

"We, the Masters of Deception, do not live for revenge, nor do we act out of spite. Once we begin to define justice with violence and measure right and wrong with power, what difference is there between us and those supernatural beings who indiscriminately kill the innocent?"

Yin Liu suddenly looked up, and for the first time, a hint of hesitation appeared in her eyes.

He had always thought he was clear-headed and on the side of justice, but now he suddenly realized that what Hongzhu was worried about was not which power he had offended, but that he was being dragged little by little towards the edge of losing control by the anger in his heart.

The eerie energy was silently influencing him, making him increasingly accustomed to solving problems in the most direct and cruel way, and this was the beginning of his downfall.

“Sister Hongzhu…” Yinliu’s voice was slightly hoarse.

“I won’t punish you,” Hongzhu suddenly said, stunning everyone.

“You saved the defense team and destroyed the superhumans’ experimental base. That merit is enough to offset your faults. But I want you to remember this: With great power comes great responsibility.”

"You can be angry, you can feel indignant, you can protect, but you must never be consumed by anger."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the members of the defense team present: "As for you, you don't need to take responsibility for him. Yin Liu is one of our people, and whatever he did will be dealt with internally by us, the Qiguishi."

"But I would also like to remind you that in this dog-eat-dog world, it is difficult to stick to your principles, but once you give up your principles, you are no longer human."

After he finished speaking, the room fell into a long silence.

The candlelight flickered, casting their shadows in shifting light and shadow, as if they were being pulled back and forth between darkness and light.

Yin Liu slowly lowered her head, clenched her hands, and felt a strange, slightly restless energy stirring at her fingertips.

This time, he did not let that destructive urge spread, but instead forcefully suppressed it.

He finally understood that the caution and prudence that Hongzhu spoke of was never cowardice or weakness, but rather the final restraint of a person who wields the power of the abyss.

Having power is not about becoming a new tyrant, but about preventing more people from living in fear and darkness.

As night deepens outside the window, countless strange and extraordinary beings still stir in the shadows of the city. The precepts of the Ghost Master, like a long sword hanging overhead, draw an indelible line between madness and reason.