Zhang Beixing looked at Liu Yi quizzically. Liu Yi naturally understood his meaning and, taking a deep drag from his cigarette, said, "I know what you're thinking, but I have to tell you, you're thinking too idealistically.
"Not all martial arts are available to the public, especially those that cultivate the body.
"Let's not even discuss what the martial arts successors think. I'll ask you a simple question: if one day, all luxury goods suddenly became as cheap as cabbage, affordable by everyone, would you still buy them? Look at it from another perspective. If you were one of the people who had bought these luxury items and were their loyal customer, would you allow such a thing to happen?"
Zhang Beixing fell silent. He wasn't a fool. Liu Yi's words were so clear. If he still didn't understand, he was better off finding a block of tofu to knock himself out with and starting over.
CLICK!
With a crisp sound, an intense flame flared up and lit the tobacco.
