Because Immortal Lord Miaoyi saw the struggle in Li Changsheng's heart, it seemed Li Changsheng was deciding something.
Thus, Immortal Lord Miaoyi understood what his disciple was thinking.
"Li Changsheng, as long as your conscience is clear in whatever you do, what is there to agonize over?"
"If you want to do it, then do it. Your master supports you."
After Immortal Lord Miaoyi finished speaking to Li Changsheng, he patted Li Changsheng on the shoulder.
Hearing his master say this, Li Changsheng nodded firmly.
Then he walked over to the dying gambler.
"Have you truly come to regret it now? Do you know that you were wrong? The things you did were worse than those of a beast."
"You brought nothing but disaster upon your family. As the man and head of the household—"
"First, you should have supported your family and sheltered your wife and children from the wind and rain. But what did you do? With your actions—"
"If you die, you will go to hell. Not only will you be unable to face your ancestors, you will be unable to face your parents as well."
"After you die, the King of Hell will send you to the Eighteen Levels of Hell."
"There, you will be thrown into boiling oil and suffer every kind of cruel torture, never to be reborn for all eternity."
"I heard that gambling addicts who enter the underworld have their hands and feet chopped off and their eyes gouged out."
Li Changsheng said this to the gambler, whose breath had already become unsteady.
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The gambler regretted it even more after hearing Li Changsheng's words, and he was also terribly afraid.
After hearing Li Changsheng's words, tears streamed down the gambler's face.
Thus, with weak breaths,