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Chapter 696 Hell Hath No Fury

“Do you even deserve to be called human, you bunch? A trembling old man from the crowd couldn’t hold back his emotions. Being an elderly person himself, he understood the depths of despair that the deceased old lady must have felt.

Tears streamed down his face as he uttered vulgar words: “Your mother raised all four of you, but not a single one of you can take care of her!”

“You’re nothing but beasts, worse than animals! Your mother should have drowned you all in a bucket. when she gave birth to you!”

“You’re not human, you’re society’s scum, garbage…”

The old man continued his profanity-laden tirade, but his family quickly pulled him away, trying to shield him from the backlash that was brewing.

However, they couldn’t prevent the onslaught of insults from the surrounding people. The old lady’s children became the target of verbal abuse.

“Arrest them! Execute them!”

“I can’t believe we have such neighbors. Just thinking about it makes me sick.”

“Sigh, if only we had known earlier…”

The sentence trailed off, leaving it unfinished.

What was it?

Could it be that the neighbors were truly unaware of Daun’s mistreatment of his mother? Some were simply meddling too much, causing Daun’s wife to bear the brunt of the humiliation, unable to lift her head high.

Some were afraid to interfere, as they wondered what they could do. Could they take the old woman in and care for her themselves?

Some even contacted the nursing home and had the community intervene, but it all ended in vain. The old lady continued to wander between her three sons’ homes, without a place to call her own.

Reality often proves to be more brutal than imagination.

Daun and his siblings kept their heads lowered, unable to find words to defend themselves.

But deep down, they harbored a strong sense of resentment.

None of them believed that they were responsible for their mother’s death.

-In fact, after watching the video, they were even more convinced that it was the fault of their other

siblings.

Daun thought to himself, “If Tom and Shaun had opened the door, could our mother have died on his doorstep? How can they accuse me like this?”

Tom believed he was unjustly implicated, thinking. “He’s suffering unfairly. If Daun and Shaun had opened the door, why would I be dragged into this? It wasn’t even my turn to take care of our mother this month!”

been crying outside everyone’s door all night, and Daun can

had received a house in the city or even a

old

a crime that led to their own mother’s

while Tom and Shaun were sentenced to a year and a half

neighbors who learned of the verdict couldn’t understand. How could

daughters-in-law over who would handle the

and the weather was stormy with rain and strong winds-it

who had already returned to Alfornada, felt a sense of gloominess. Daun and his siblings were despicable, but she hadn’t expected their family

they have children of their own? Aren’t they afraid that

who had long known about the situation, sighed as she patted Lilly’s head. “We hope that bad people will meet their

crying baby always gets the

instance, dance in public squares without regard for disturbing others, or forcefully occupy basketball or soccer fields, even the roads. They live happily in their little worlds.

hurled at them? Sorry, but for them, it means nothing-it doesn’t even reach

their children, who are burdened by their demands and have

the saying ‘no

before answering. “Indeed, there are many such phenomena. Where there’s sunshine, there’s also shadow. Where there’s darkness, there’s light. This society has its fair share of cold realities,

Lilly nodded.

Although, however…

but feel

believed she could do

you feel, never let it get to

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Inside the prison.

his feet and slacking off.

already here. He would be out in three years, so why bother

these menial tasks? What would

Daun reluctantly moved on to assembling ballpoint pens. Growing increasingly impatient, he finally got a break during mealtime. He finished

others. He had been beaten up before, but he had also fought back. Over time, nobody bothered

peacefully, arms crossed,

little tasks. At

peaceful here!

those people outside think that sending him here for rehabilitation would make

fake tears and saying he was wrong,

he drifted off to sleep.

to be restless for

opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the Palace of the Ruler

the Ruler of Hell, his figure obscured by the light. Daun

chilling voice spoke, “Daun, do you