"What's the difference between this and being a criminal?"
Li Xiangshan frowned subconsciously.
Qi Zhongyuan seemed to think of something and suddenly chuckled softly: "It really is... exactly the same."
He said calmly: "The difference is, a real criminal doesn't even have the right to live, while you do."
Li Xiangshan sighed: "Alright, I accept."
"..."
Qi Zhongyuan, who had more to say, suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
"Surprised?" Li Xiangshan did not feel the slightest sense of servility towards the apparently strong Qi Zhongyuan, nor an attitude of being at one's beck and call.
Qi Zhongyuan found this "lay-low" attitude amusing: "Indeed a bit surprised, and that's all the advice I have for you."
"Thank you."
Li Xiangshan said after a moment of silence.
Qi Zhongyuan didn't take it seriously: "Rest well."
"That..." Li Xiangshan suddenly spoke, hesitating.