Chapter 957 Punishment
But not even a second later, beads of sweat started to drip down his forehead, rolling down like raindrops falling from eaves.
Daniel looked at the worker and asked, still smiling, “So, is your stomach still not hurting?”
"Why should my stomach hurt? It doesn’t! I’m not lying, so how can I be in pain?"
Despite the fact that the worker's stomach felt like it was being twisted by a knife, he kept pretending as if nothing was wrong!
But pretending wouldn’t help; the pain was too much to bear. The worker bent over like a cooked shrimp, clutching his stomach.
“Is your stomach feeling especially painful right now? You know, if you want the pain to disappear, it’s simple: just admit you lied and immediately cut that original stone properly. Then maybe God will forgive you. Otherwise, you'll face divine punishment!”
The worker was frightened; he didn’t understand why he was in pain. Memories of the day flooded his mind—he hadn’t eaten anything strange and surely wasn’t poisoned!
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