Perhaps, the common people living in the present do not realize that having the consciousness of resistance is actually the most precious and cherished way of life.
Bitter as it may be, there is still wisdom and spirituality.
When the day comes that they cannot even think of resistance, and do not feel that living like pigs and dogs is bad, that will be the most tragic, the most desolate.
When they lie on the ground, feeling glory from kissing the mud on their masters' boots, rejoicing all day for having helped lick the master's buttocks, living becomes worse than dying.
"General, do you know that although you currently occupy Xingqing, you are actually in grave danger?"
Yuo Qiu paused briefly and spoke with a raspy voice.
"What do you mean by that?"
Chen Ping's eyes lit up.
This routine is familiar to me.
In past novels and TV shows, advisors always begin with "casting stones to ask the road," shocking words first, saying nothing stunning and stopping at nothing.
