“Ah…!” Lord Li's face twisted in agony as he stumbled out of the room.0

The moment the “Clear Conscience” pill entered his mouth, it dissolved in the wine, releasing a taste that was sour, pungent, bitter, and spicy all at once. The sensation surged from his mouth straight to the top of his head, then sank deep into his organs, making his entire body feel as if it were being pricked by needles.0

Eventually, all the sourness, pungency, bitterness, and spiciness converged into one spot, resulting in a pain that felt like his heart was being twisted by a knife.0

The pain was so intense that he could hardly breathe and walk! It was so intense that death seemed preferable to this agony! Was this how those poor families he had bullied felt?0

Supporting himself on the railing, Lord Li descended the stairs. His each step accompanied by a cacophony of clattering sounds, as if something hard and sharp-edged was rolling down the steps instead of him walking down.0

His mind drifted back to the conversation he had with the Daoist priest before swallowing the “Clear Conscience” pill.0

“After taking this 'Clear Conscience,' you must only do good and refrain from doing evil. If you find doing good difficult, it will serve...0