"Where do you think you are noble?" Lin Fei sneered, "Look at your children. In order to fight for power, some people have imprisoned you, and some people want your life. Look at the children of poor families who have no food.

Cut off the flesh from your own body and feed it to your mother who is about to starve to death! Who is more noble in comparison?"

"Nobility does not mean that you are born well or that you hold a high position! You must also be virtuous!"

Lin Fei reprimanded the king, spitting and spitting.

The king was stunned, and his heart gradually became desolate.

What exactly has he done after so many years in office?

Do you really want the world when the people are in dire straits?

Lin Fei paused for a moment, then continued: "Do you think it's better to be called an eternal wise king after death, or do you think it's better to be called a cruel and incompetent king?"

Now the king's heart began to tremble violently, no one wanted others to scold them!

He had never considered these things before.

But at this moment, when I was in trouble, I looked at myself squarely and realized that I was actually no different from ordinary people.

When he was imprisoned by his son, he was no better than a pig or a dog!

If a person wants to reflect, he will only really think about himself when he is in trouble.

The king was silent, saying nothing at the moment.

What else could he say!

Lin Fei continued: "There are such poor people in each of the sixteen states of Nebula Country. Many people sell their children and daughters because of hunger and poverty! Is this the country you want?"

"Did you know that water can carry a boat but also overturn it! If this continues, rebels will rise up soon, and the Nebula Kingdom will be overthrown and become a speck of dust in the long river of history."

"Stop talking, stop talking!" the king screamed, feeling like his heart was being torn apart.

He regretted it, and the waves of regret rolled up, making him miserable.

But, it's already too late, what's the use of regretting.

The country is no longer in his hands.

When he was in power, he thought that the world belonged to him and he could do whatever he wanted.

But reality told him that others could take it away.

When you are in office, it seems that you have the final say, but every step you take affects the talented people!

Should we make people feel grateful or should we scold our ancestors?

Is this really the life you want to live?

If it weren't for Xiao Qi, he would still be under house arrest!

While the king was regretting it, Lin Fei had already taken him to another place.

They stood on a high mountain and looked at the people in Jinyun Villa lying on the street.

The whole city became lifeless.

"What...what's going on?" The king was shocked.

"They are all infected with the plague. This city is doomed. Because of the war, someone deliberately released the plague and wanted to destroy the entire Jinyun Villa. Because of the war, there will be corpses everywhere!"

Lin Fei sneered and said: "You kings, grandsons and nobles, for the sake of your own selfish desires, you can stubbornly sacrifice the lives of all living beings in the world! What if the person who dies is your closest relative?"

"Yes, you are aloof and think that it is impossible for your relatives to be killed, and you will not pity these people. These people are like ants in your eyes!"

"But don't forget an iron law. The forces of injustice and evil will inevitably be suppressed and eliminated by justice! Only the right path in the world can achieve long-term peace and stability!"

The king looked sad: "What's the use of all this? I can't help them!"
Chapter completed!