After Xiong En finished his sermon, he finally looked at Tommy.
"Tell me, Tommy, if contraband becomes cheaper than bread, will there still be drug dealers selling it?"
"This..." Tommy knew the answer, but he couldn't respond.
"If the government distributed it for free, would there still be poor people controlled by contraband committing crimes for it?"
"Well..."
"If the government completely controlled the supply of contraband, would there still be countless innocent people seduced by drug dealers into using these substances, thus falling into hell?"
Tommy: "..."
Xiong En smiled, "Clearly, Tommy, your silence is the best answer."
"This is crazy," Tommy finally said.
But Tommy still found something wrong, and he said, "It's not necessarily true, Xiong En. How can you ensure that some despicable politicians won't continue to profit from this stuff? Besides physical harm, contraband also has that damn addictiveness."
