Hearing his Master's question, a trace of confusion and some shame flashed in Luo Wenzhou's eyes. In fact, he often envied his two senior brothers, feeling that they had clear goals and devoted all their efforts to them.
But this also made him feel like he was always treading water, as if he had done something, yet also as if he had done nothing at all. In the beginning, he wanted to help everyone in distress.
So no matter how dangerous it was, as long as there was a place that needed him, he would travel thousands of miles to get there. But after meeting his Master, he discovered that his meager efforts alone could not change the world. The vast majority of people still lived in endless darkness.
Even if he reached out and pulled them out this time, it would not be long before darkness enveloped them again. This made him gradually lose his direction, feeling that everything he did was futile. Of course, he did not stop this behavior because of it.
Whenever he heard of danger somewhere, he would still rush to the scene at the first opportunity. It was just that after resolving a crisis, he always felt empty inside, because such "victories" were insignificant. He knew that everything he did was merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause.