Chapter 722: Are All People Equal?

"The shackles on my body?"

Qin Jian's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"

Su Yuntao, however, said no more, only asking: "How about now? Are you willing to have a deep conversation with me?"

Qin Jian narrowed his eyes: "What exactly do you want?"

Su Yuntao smiled calmly: "I don't want anything; it's just that my martial soul has a special ability, and upon encountering a situation like yours, I simply wish to explore it a bit."

Various thoughts flashed through Qin Jian's mind, and finally, he said to him: "Then let's talk in private."

Su Yuntao chuckled: "Follow me."

Watching him walk away on his own, Qin Jian frowned.

"Young man," Lao Jieke suddenly lowered his voice and said to Qin Jian: "I deal with Master Su every year, but he is a bit strange today, different from usual. You should be careful."

Qin Jian looked at him in surprise: "Grandpa Jieke, both he and I are Spirit Masters. Aren't you afraid that by warning me like this, you'll end up offending him?"

Lao Jieke blinked his old eyes, acting like an old urchin: "This old man is getting on in years and only cares about his own mood when doing things. I find you agreeable, so I'm afraid of you getting the short end of the stick; I didn't consider anything else."

Qin Jian laughed in spite of himself: "I didn't expect Grandpa Jieke to live so transparently."

He patted Lao Jieke's clothes as if inadvertently, quietly shooting a few Gold Spirit Coins into his pocket, before following Su Yuntao's retreating figure.

Lao Jieke blinked his old eyes again, suddenly reaching into his pocket to pinch those few Gold Spirit Coins, and couldn't help but chuckle: "I really didn't misjudge the person; this young man is very kind-hearted. Anyway, he is a Spirit Master and shouldn't be short of these few Soul Coins, so I won't return them to him, hehe..."

Once a few Gold Spirit Coins fall into a pocket, no matter how careful one is, one can still feel a bit of weight, which is why Lao Jieke was able to notice it immediately.

Perhaps Qin Jian hadn't expected this old fellow to be so sensitive to Soul Coins; maybe it was also a special ability?

"Sit."

When Qin Jian walked up to Su Yuntao, he discovered that this person had somehow managed to procure a table and chairs and had even poured two cups of tea.

What is the meaning of this?

He didn't look like someone from this era, and sitting there like that, he actually had a bit of an ancient air.

Who on earth is this guy?

In any case, he certainly isn't the Blind Douluo.

Qin Jian sat down calmly: "Speak, you..."

"Shh."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Su Yuntao place a finger to his lips and then point at the teacup: "Drink the tea first."

Qin Jian: "……"

A pretentious criminal caught in the act...

He helplessly picked up the teacup, confirmed there was no poison, took a sip, and then gave him face by saying: "Good tea."

"Actually, it's quite mediocre," Su Yuntao frowned: "It's a pity I couldn't find good tea on such short notice, so I have to make do."

Qin Jian: "……"

Does this guy even know his own identity?

Even if Qin Jian didn't know who he was, he would still find it very strange for a Great Soul Master in the countryside, who handles children's enlightenment, to act in such a manner.

"Speak, what shackles did you discover on me?"

Qin Jian went straight to the point.

Su Yuntao smiled slightly and set down his teacup: "According to my habits, before discussing serious matters, I must get familiar with the person and chat casually. Being so blunt is not good."

"……"

Qin Jian had already lost count of how many times he had been left speechless.

If this person weren't so bizarre, he would really want to slam the table and leave.

"Do you think that in this world, everyone is equal?" Su Yuntao suddenly asked.

Qin Jian glanced at him: "In terms of personality, everyone is equal, but in terms of reality, such as status, people are not equal."

"Equal in personality," Su Yuntao frowned, then smiled slightly: "Interesting..."

"Then do you think the progress of the world is due to the efforts of the few, or the cause of the many?" he asked again.

Qin Jian didn't even think before giving the standard answer: "The world is pushed forward by everyone; a hundred years in the human world, my path is not lonely—that is the principle."

"A hundred years in the human world, my path is not lonely?"

Su Yuntao's eyes lit up: "Even more interesting..."

Qin Jian looked at him indifferently.

He was just saying some politically correct words; upon their first meeting, did this Su Yuntao really think he would speak his true thoughts?

"Actually, I don't think so..."

Su Yuntao seemed to really intend to discuss this issue with him.

"In this world, people are not equal; from the moment of birth, they are unequal. Some are born wealthy, some are born poor," he said calmly: "Perhaps you would say that people can bridge the gap through their own efforts, but I want to say that people's talents are also unequal; some are naturally clever, some are stupid and incompetent."

"Therefore, people are born unequal; no matter what it is, there are always some who possess better things than others..."

He paused and added: "Next question, is the world pushed forward by the few or by everyone together? I believe it is the few, the small number of elite people."

Su Yuntao said with a calm expression: "Many times, a single genius can bring about the progress of an entire era; their creativity changes everything, while others are nothing more than a group of parasites..."

"Even in terms of productivity, this world is still supported by the twenty percent of elites feeding the eighty percent of waste. For the world as a whole, the only function of those wastes is to reproduce and increase the probability of elites being born."

Qin Jian just looked at him expressionlessly, noncommittal.

Su Yuntao waited for a good while, and not receiving a response, couldn't help but say: "Do you have nothing to say?"

Qin Jian shook his head: "Nothing to say."

"I have expressed views completely opposite to yours; do you not intend to refute them?" Su Yuntao frowned.

"I do not," Qin Jian said: "I only want to know what shackles you saw."

Su Yuntao paused, determined to continue on his own: "Fine, since you agree with my point of view, then let us talk about another matter..."

"This world has always been unfair, and it is driven forward by a small elite; so, is it not only natural for a small elite to rule the world?"

He said with a hint of irony: "After all, there are too many pieces of trash. If everyone were allowed to participate, it would inevitably lead to the world being in a mess. Only by letting a very small number of elites decide the direction of the world's development and manage everyone can the world advance faster."

Su Yuntao stopped speaking at this point, looking at Qin Jian with an expectant expression.

"Do elites not make mistakes?"

Qin Jian felt helpless and had to say: "Once an elite makes a mistake, does that mean the entire world has gone down the wrong path?"

"No," Su Yuntao shook his head and said: "Because I am not talking about a single elite, but a very small group of elites; they will not all make the same mistake together."

Qin Jian also shook his head: "Humans are bound to make mistakes. Elites are the same group of people, so they are even more likely to make the same mistakes."

Su Yuntao glanced at him: "Do you want those foolish people to make the decisions? If even elites might make mistakes, wouldn't they be even more problematic?"

Qin Jian smiled silently: "Discussing this is meaningless. The world today is one where power is supreme; the stronger the power, the stronger the right to speak."

(End of chapter)