Chapter 352

Malcolm laughed wildly, throwing taunts at the heavens, even cursing them. After his rant, he glanced back at Madison, expecting her to react with anger. Instead, she remained calm, her expression unwavering. "You're not angry? I cursed the heavens and even mocked them," Malcolm asked, confused. Most cultivators would have lashed out by now, eager to defend the honor of the heavens. Madison's response was unexpected. She replied, "Why should I be angry? The heavens are indeed unjust. But I don't uphold the justice set by the heavens. I follow the justice in my own heart." She gestured to the lifeless birds on the ground. "For me, taking innocent lives is wrong. Malcolm, no matter how much grievance you hold in your heart, it doesn't justify harming the innocent. What have these birds ever done to you?" With a wave of her hand, a talisman flashed. Slowly, the fallen birds began to stir, their wings fluttering. One by one, they regained life, chirping softly as they took flight.