I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods-Chapter 472 - 104: Severing Hatred

"Tap...tap..."

Beads of cold sweat dripped down from Jing's temple.

God knows how much courage it took for Jing to admit his mistake in front of Tian En.

Of course, he feared death, or rather, there wasn't a single businessman who didn't.

They possess vast amounts of wealth and social resources, allowing them to perfectly enjoy the convenience and beauty brought by a high-tech society, leading a life of luxury from birth until death.

Such people undoubtedly fear being killed.

But Jing still said it, ready to die at Tian En's hands.

To his surprise, Tian En didn't make a move.

The young girl just looked at him silently, her eyes flickering with some complex emotions.

Is there hatred? Of course, but more than that, there was sadness and relief.

She didn't respond to Jing's words but turned her head to look at Mokaka, who lay peacefully on the stretcher, and softly spoke: "I used to think your daughter only cared about herself, arrogantly believing that she would never learn to care about others, with her mind full of her own interests and thoughts."

"But I was wrong. She's braver than I imagined, and she knows when to pull back from the brink."

"Conversely, I became the one who would stop at nothing for revenge."

"I once thought of dropping the Floating Island to crush half the noble district... but I never considered how many innocents that would involve, how many children like me would lose their loved ones."

"However, fortunately... I am a lucky person, as there was someone to stop me before I went astray." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"I've thought a lot during this time... even pondering whether my past actions were correct."

"Avenging blood relatives certainly achieves a permanent solution, and killing nobles does reduce oppression, but endless killing doesn't solve the fundamental problem—unless I can kill all the nobles at once, which isn't realistic. Even if I cleared them out, new aristocratic classes would emerge."

"So, I believe Mokaka's political ideals are better. She's gentler, and to some extent, more soft-hearted, but they don't spill too much blood."

Hearing this, Jing's entire body shook, and his heart was thrown into turmoil.

Of course, he was aware of his daughter's so-called "political ideals," which were nothing more than raising taxes on the rich in the Lower City, establishing more comprehensive social security measures, reasonably protecting the interests of the lower class, and narrowing the wealth gap.

These sound simple, but implementing each one is definitely not easy and is bound to provoke the displeasure and retaliation of the wealthy elite.

In fact, some past Lower City Mayors had tried to do so.

But in the end, their fates were either assassination or "accidents" like car or plane crashes, with almost none meeting a good end. Even the longest-lived person only made it to 40, with a term not exceeding five years.

Who lived the longest in the position of Lower City Mayor? That's right, it was the previous mayor, Kars, and his political philosophy in summary was two words—give up.

The noble lords could amass wealth as they wished, and if they wanted to conduct human experiments, he could turn a blind eye. As long as taxes were paid on time, he wouldn't concern himself with the chaos caused by the wealthy in the Lower City, after all, if a rebellion occurred, the companies would suppress it.

Under such circumstances, the elite wouldn't offend him, and the commoners had no channel to oppose him, so he lived a peaceful life for over a hundred years, dying eventually due to excessive indulgence.

It was precisely because of this situation that Jing never supported Mokaka's foray into politics.

He knew his daughter's straightforward nature and that deep down she truly wanted to do something for the citizens, but such an attempt would inevitably offend those with vested interests, practically standing on a pyre.

Previously, this matter caused a disagreement between father and daughter.

But this time, seeing Mokaka risking herself to carry out her ideals, Jing finally compromised.

He knew in his heart that his daughter wasn't playing anymore but earnestly practicing her ideals.

But he was still somewhat afraid.

Though Mokaka used a pseudonym during her campaign, never appearing publicly, making it hard to target her... most importantly, being a genius hacker, her information protection was top-notch...

But who could guarantee that her name wouldn't be exposed in the future?

If she faced assassination, what would she do then?

Jing was willing to bow down before Tian En and accept death, but he couldn't bear to see anything happen to Mokaka.

"I cannot guarantee you, because even an Apprentice Death God cannot accomplish everything one hundred percent."

Tian En turned back, gazing at Mokaka's figure, a hint of gentleness in her eyes.

"But I can promise one thing."

"From now on, if anyone wants to harm Mokaka, they must step over my dead body first."

"I will use my life to uphold her ideals."

"..."

This time, Jing fell completely silent.

After a long time, he sighed deeply, leaning weakly against the hovercar as if all his strength had been drained.

"Alright...alright."

"From today onwards, Hugo Pharmaceutical will fully support Vivian's election endeavor."

"After all, I only have one daughter, if I don't support her, who else could I support?"