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 olddy 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 profanityden tirade, but his family quickly pulled him away, trying to shield


    him from the bacsh that was brewing.


    However, they couldn''t prevent the onught of insults from the surrounding people. The olddy''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 themunity intervene, but it all ended in vain. The


    olddy continued to wander between her three sons'' homes, without a ce 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 use 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!"


    Shaun seethed with anger, thinking, "This is outrageous! Our mother has been crying outside


    everyone''s door all night, and Daun can just refuse to open the door. What kind of heartless person


    does that?"


    Molly felt deeply aggrieved, thinking, "They always say a daughter who is married off is like water


    thrown away. I am the epitome of injustice. If I had received a house in the city or even a plot ofnd in


    the vige, I would never have neglected my mother. As a married woman living in my inws'' home,


    I''m also helpless, you know?"


    ...


    The children of the olddy were all arrested.


    In the end, they were sentenced for abandonment, a crime that led to their own mother''s death.


    Daun received a three-year sentence, while Tom and Shaun were sentenced to a year and a half each.


    Molly was given an eight-month sentence.


    The neighbors who learned of the verdict couldn''t understand. How could such a serious offense result


    in such light sentences?


    But what left them speechless was the squabble among the daughters-inw over who would handle


    the funeral arrangements for the elderly woman...


    They found it inauspicious, especially since there was a typhoon and the weather was stormy with rain


    and strong winds—it seemed like too much trouble.


    Lilly, who had already returned to Alfornada, felt a sense of gloominess. Daun and his siblings were


    despicable, but she hadn''t expected their family members to be just as wicked.


    "Don''t they have children of their own? Aren''t they afraid that they''ll end up like this when they''re old?"


    Lilly asked.


    Bettany, who had long known about the situation, sighed as she patted Lilly''s head. "We hope that bad


    people will meet their downfall, but in reality, the more selfish they are, the better they seem to fare."


    It''s like a crying baby always gets the milk.


    In reality, there are many selfish elderly people who, for instance, dance in public squares without


    regard for disturbing others, or forcefully upy basketball or ser fields, even the roads. They live


    happily in their little worlds.


    As for the insults hurled at them? Sorry, but for them, it means nothing—it doesn''t even reach their


    ears.


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    Their selfishness extends to their children, who are burdened by their demands and have no choice but


    to support and care for them... Examples of this abound.


    "So that''s why there''s the saying ''no good deed goes unpunished''?" Lilly asked.


    Bettany pondered for a moment 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, but it also has heartwarming acts of love and mutual assistance. It depends on


    what you choose to see... what kind of person you choose to be."


    Lilly nodded.


    Although, however...


    She couldn''t help but feel unhappy.


    She believed she could do something about it.


    Her father had said, "No matter how frustrated you feel, never let it get to you!"


    **


    Inside the prison.


    Daun impatiently stepped on the sewing machine, dragging his feet and cking off. He didn''t care


    even if the guards criticized him.


    After all, he was already here. He would be out in three years, so why bother working diligently?


    Who were they to make him do these menial tasks? What would happen if he refused to do them?


    After finishing with the sewing machine, Daun reluctantly moved on to assembling ballpoint pens.


    Growing increasingly impatient, he finally got a break during mealtime. He finished his meal and


    returned to his cell, immediately flopping onto his bed.


    He didn''t bother with cleaning like the others. He had been beaten up before, but he had also fought


    back. Over time, nobody bothered to discipline him anymore.


    Daun slept peacefully, arms crossed, making little grumbling sounds.


    Life would be pretty good if he didn''t have to do those annoying little tasks. At home, he still had chores


    to do, and he would be scolded by his wife.


    It was peaceful here!


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


    change his ways?


    When he gets out, shedding a few fake tears and saying he was wrong, what could they do to him...


    Daun thought about it as he drifted off to sleep.


    However, this night was destined to be restless for him.


    As Daun opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the Pce of the Ruler of Hell.


    A person sat on the throne of the Ruler of Hell, his figure obscured by the light. Daun couldn''t see


    clearly, but he sensed a towering presence.


    Amanding and chilling voice spoke, "Daun, do you know what you did wrong?"


    Daun was bewildered, "What did I do wrong?"


    Wasn''t he just sleeping?


    How did he end up in the Pce of the Ruler of Hell...


    Just then, there was a loud crash, and Daun abruptly woke up, realizing it was all a dream.


    "So it was just a dream..." Daun sighed.


    Even the Ruler of Hell wanted to judge him?


    Initially, Daun felt a bit anxious, but now that he knew it was a dream, he wasn''t worried at all.


    He turned over and quickly fell back asleep.


    Well, well, he ended up in the Pce of the Ruler of Hell again.


    Daun looked at the indistinct figure of the Ruler of Hell, who was feigning authority and couldn''t help


    but burst intoughter.


    He said, "Ruler of Hell if you''re capable,e and judge me! Haha, I know this is a dream, I''m not


    scared at all."


    From the mist of intertwining light and shadows, a pen emerged.


    Daun was a bit puzzled, and then he heard the voice say, "Hmph... Go to hell!"


    Daun was curious.


    Why did that voice sound like a child''s... Dreams are truly strange.


    However, in the next moment, Daun found himself in hell.


    Not only him, but his siblings, Tom, Molly, and Shaun, were also there, all gathered together.


    Perhaps because they thought it was a dream within their dreams, they were all acting arrogantly.


    Shaun chuckled, "Daun, wee to hell. Are you scared? You go first!"


    Tom said, "Haha, Daun, the heartless wolf, you killed our mother. If anyone deserves to go to hell, it''s


    you."


    Molly murmured, "What a nightmare... I don''t want to go down there. I want to have sweet dreams."


    "I want sweet dreams... I want to eat roasted duck, I want to eat meat, and I want lots and lots of


    money to go shopping!"


    Standing before hell, she had no sense of awe, shouting nonstop.


    These few siblings werepletely oblivious to what they were about to face...