Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 435 This Moment of True Repentance

Chapter 435: Chapter 435 This Moment of True Repentance

Yue Qingqing shook her head; there was no saving this person.

Perhaps that’s just human nature, when someone lends a hand in times of poverty and helps them survive,

that person becomes their creditor in their heart, initially intending to repay the favor.

But as time passes, upon realizing they can’t pay back the debt, they start making all sorts of excuses for themselves, viewing the other as an unforgivable scoundrel.

Only then can they feel justified in not repaying their debt and continue living with a hypocritical conscience.

Ye Chunhui’s teeth gritted and chattered, and at that moment, her husband made his move.

Seizing the moment when no one seemed to be paying attention, he suddenly grabbed the sharp boning knife from the table and lunged at Yue Qingqing.

He didn’t dare get close to Yan Sinian—that woman seemed too formidable to mess with.

Of the three, only Yue Qingqing looked naive and harmless, young and easy to bully.

She was clearly the best choice for a hostage.

However, before he could get close,

Yan Sinian’s face darkened, and she spread her five fingers out towards the man.

Countless surgical scalpels formed from Spiritual Energy shot through the air.

Blood splattered.

The blades pierced through flesh and pinned the man firmly against the wall.

The wounds were slight, trickling out blood that splashed onto the floor.

The bald man let out a beast-like scream, but it could only echo repeatedly in the living room, failing to transmit outside.

The chickens in the courtyard didn’t even notice anything was amiss.

Sharp beaks pecked at the still-unfrozen ground, digging up a plump worm that had hoped to hibernate through the fall and winter.

Gobble gobble gobble—they tilted their heads back and swallowed it down.

Inside the house, Ye Chunhui was shaking non-stop.

Yan Sinian, who always loved cleanliness, didn’t even bother to give her a glance, her gaze fixed on the bald man.

The surgical scalpel grew in intensity, piercing a few inches deeper.

The pain was almost enough to knock the bald man unconscious, yet his eyes were eerily unable to close, forced to watch as his blood continuously drained from his body.

A thousand cuts of torture, as if being slowly dismembered.

Si Xi swallowed hard, gaining a more direct understanding of Yan Sinian’s abilities.

The nascent infatuation that had just begun to bloom in the young girl vanished without a trace in an instant.

All that was left was deep awe.

This was a trial, a trial that had been delayed for many years.

Because so much time had passed, the loss of evidence made it hard for the public to judge this family through the law.

However, Si Xi, who worked in a special department, also had her own means.

She stepped forward, looking at the immobilized bald man, pried open his jaw, and tossed in a red-and-white capsule.

The bald man struggled in vain. Just as he tried to push it out with his tongue, Si Xi forcefully pressed down on his lower jaw.

His tongue was bitten hard, causing tears to stream from the man’s eyes as he involuntarily swallowed the capsule.

Within moments, the bald man’s eyes became vacant, and he suddenly cried out,

"Don’t take my things... Please, leave me just a bag of food."

Si Xi explained, "This was developed by our department’s research team. It can induce a criminal’s inner demons, making him experience everything the victim went through over and over again."

Yue Qingqing blinked, feeling that combining cultivation and scientific research in the same context seemed somewhat incongruous.

Indeed, the teacher was right; every profession must keep up with the times and consistently innovate and progress.

Si Xi then walked over to Ye Chunhui, her eyes filled with contempt.

Ye Chunhui kept scooting backward, her yellow liquid snaking across the floor.

"Spare me... I know I was wrong, please spare me..."

Over the years, there were moments of midnight remorse, but she would always convince herself with various reasons.

Things like having no other choice, that’s how the world works, she had tried to protest.

But it was only at this moment, when she had to experience everything the elderly victim did before death, that she truly began to regret.

Why hadn’t she left a chance for survival back then?

Why, fearing condemnation, did she tacitly allow her husband and father-in-law to starve the person to death?

It seems that most criminals only truly repent at the moment they face punishment.