Chapter 227: Lin Yuan to Lord Zhao

"The Heavens are not a merchant, Lord Zhao," Lin Yuan spoke, his voice a low, rumbling vibration that seemed to physically alter the atmospheric pressure within the hall. "They do not trade in fairness. They do not care about your grief, nor do they care about your sacrifices. The Great Dao is a blind, deaf, and dumb river. It flows where it wills, and it drowns whoever stands in its path."

Lin Yuan leaned forward, placing his hands flat upon the table.

"But I am not the Heavens," Lin Yuan declared, his tone shifting into a register.

Lord Zhao frowned, wiping a stray tear from the corner of his eye. "What do you mean?"