In the instant he ate that pancake, Luo Fei was captivated by its softness, the ultimate aroma spreading in his mouth, filling his palate.
Even the anger and sadness in his heart couldn’t overshadow the deliciousness of the pancake.
But he only thought of it as a tasty pancake.
Yet as he chewed, and as he swallowed it down his throat.
Luo Fei increasingly felt sothing was wrong.
He thought of that timid woman, who refused to sleep every night unless she saw him.
He rembered the woman who stayed up all night sewing a dress, because she could win rewards from the noble ladies for it. She often said that if she did more, he could be a little less tired.
When he brought his salary ho, the woman would look at him as if he were a hero, with adoration in her eyes that only he knew was so profound.
When the woman was pregnant, she would take his hand and place it on her belly, looking at him with hope, saying she carried the genes of his bloodline within her.
She carefully planned everything, planned his salary, planned how much work she needed to do, so when the child was born, they could afford to raise it.
She was so scared, so timid, afraid that if the child was a burden, he wouldn’t want her.
She curled up in his arms, talking about everything.
A timid woman.
Master of Revelation, is he important?
More important than her?
He recalled her look of despair last night.
She was so very timid.
She had to block the door every night when she slept, terrified a robber might co in and threaten their safety.
Because such a thing had happened once before.
He suddenly rembered, that ti when those damned scumbags rushed in with knives, she unhesitatingly shielded him.
She was clearly so timid.
How desperate and scared must she have been when she died?
He just watched with open eyes.
Suddenly, he thought of how, when the woman was on the brink of suffocation, she looked at her husband with hope, but heard him choose the so-called Master of Revelation, abandoning her and their child; in that mont, her heart must have shattered, right?
Endless pain surged into Luo Fei’s heart, an overwhelming flood of regret; at this mont, his faith in the Master of Revelation collapsed resoundingly.
He didn’t even know why.
He was in extre agony.
The Master of Revelation he had believed in, at this mont, in his heart, couldn’t compare to his woman, his child!
His fervent faith, fervent trust, fervent attachnt to the Master of Revelation vanished without a trace, and he didn’t even know why!
If he could return to the mont of decision last night, he would unhesitatingly betray the Master of Revelation to save his family!
Why? Why?
Why couldn’t he realize this sooner?!
The man’s eyes were wide open, countless tears stread down his face, truly flooding his face.
The once delicious noodles in his mouth turned incredibly bitter, he frantically stuffed them into his mouth, frantically chewed, and frantically stuffed his fist into his mouth.
As if wishing he could kill himself.
Painfully banging his head, gritting his teeth, and drooling continuously.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The man’s head collided with the ground, a large amount of blood seeped out.
He was in tornt akin to experiencing An Nishang’s Purgatory Mandala, biting fiercely on the ground, biting his own hand, twisting back and forth repeatedly, as though reaching the edge of death.
Indeed, the Craving-Relieving Pancakes had so effect.
Seeing this scene, Chen Che confird his hypothesis.
The man’s fervent faith in the Master of Revelation, Chen Che wondered, was this not an addiction?
Since it was an addiction, his gourt pancake should be able to cure it.
He wanted to try, but in the Investigation Departnt, there were too many people around, and there were surveillance videos, he didn’t want to be exposed.
He didn’t want others to see this scene.
So he suggested to the man, to go to his ho.
After ensuring there were no eavesdropping devices or surveillance videos around, he gave the man a pancake.
If successful, it would be of great use; if not, Chen Che wouldn’t care about this experint.
But evidently, the experint was a success.
From the man’s painful state, it was clear that the Craving-Relieving Pancakes had dispelled his fervent faith in the Master of Revelation.
But at the sa ti, it plunged the man into endless tornt.
Because he realized how ludicrous his faith in the Master of Revelation was, and he rely watched his own family die in front of him because of it.
Previously, he could rely on this fervent faith to transfer his guilt, but once the faith was lost, the guilt flooded his heart like a landslide, the agony of watching his family die right before his eyes, no one could imagine.
The man lay on the ground like a dead dog, his mouth agape, liquid constantly dripping from his mouth, suffering like a madman, with a hoarse voice: "What did you make eat, what did you make eat?"
"Why am I... why am I in such pain?"
"Because you’ve realized how ridiculous your faith is, you’ve seen the true nature of things. The so-called Master of Revelation is nothing but a tool for amassing wealth, just a ans by which so people control your gullible minds."
"Haha... ahhhhhhh!!!!"
The man began to scream heartbreakingly, Xia Na burst open the door, was montarily startled by the scene inside.
"What’s the matter with him?"
"He discovered his own foolishness." Chen Che smiled coolly.
The man took a long ti to co out of this painful state, Chen Che then finally spoke to him in a low voice: "How’s that? Have you realized how ridiculous you were?"
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