Somewhere in a Taoist temple on the hills. The wind breezed, and the grass swayed. It was spring in March, and the blossoms were in full bloom.
Several white-haired Taoist priests sat around and formed a discussion.
"This foreign Heavenly Devil Fang, he's certainly good at manipulating people. What nonsensical path of kindness and benevolence, all living things are ruled by heartlessness and ruthlessness, what kindness and benevolence is there to speak of? This is entirely against the will of the Heavenly Axiom." One of them shook his head.
"Precisely so. He's just trying to win over the little people. The little people are foolish; how could they possibly understand these major principles? Only I can teach them so." Another one sighed and said.
"Except, that Heavenly Devil has merits from his past life, even the Founder listens to him and lets him do as he pleases. It's unwise for us to deal with him directly, so as to avoid tarnishing the Heavenly Axiom.