"The Thanan never believed in deities, that's what my grandfather told me." Mr. Meng turned to look at the sea.
"But didn't you say that you believe in Confucius and the True Lord?" Malin leaned back against the sea, sitting on the ship's railing, he looked at Mr. Meng: "Is the True Lord really an Evil God?"
"Yes, it is an Evil God, for example, The Hangman, that's a True Lord." Mr. Meng looked at Malin.
"I thought you would say something like the Hangman True Lord." Malin offered a cigarette to him.
Mr. Meng took the cigarette, lit it with a match, and took a satisfying puff: "True Lord, it's just a title, like Confucius, we all know who Master Wu and Confucius represent, it's just that these two are too powerful, out of respect for the Honored, we call the Lord of Justice the Nameless as Master Wu, and the pseudonym for Confucius, you know who it refers to, right."
