There's no real difference.
I've already done all I can do with a clear conscience. Let me be honest with you, right now I'm just thinking about saving my own life, living for myself. I want to escape this cage as soon as possible.
On those nights, I could buy a bag of peanuts and walk to your house, knock on the door.
Your son could bring me a stool and call me uncle, and your wife, seeing I'm here, would cook up an extra dish of chicken.
That would be enough."
The Sword Saint nodded.
"You think so too, right?" asked the King of the Wild People.
"Yes, if I didn't know who you are, I'd almost be fooled by you."
"There must be sincerity between people."
"You, I apologize."
"I accept your apology."
"Heh."
"Don't think I'm daydreaming, and don't assume that I'll never get out of here, or think that if I do, it'll be the day I walk to the guillotine.
Don't underestimate our Lord Zheng,
his ambition is actually very grand.
