A Man Like None Other novel Chapter 4157

“She was a good girl. Although she wasn’t particularly gifted or powerful and she didn’t come from a prominent background, she was kind. Unlike those cultivators in the Ethereal Realm, she didn’t have the ambition to ascend into immortals. I’ve been surrounded by countless women, but only when I’m with her do I truly experience joy and warmth!”

The more Cedric said, the gentler his gaze became.

At that moment, Cedric no longer exhibited any signs of frenzy or bloodlust.

After he finished speaking, he picked up the poison pill and tossed it directly into his mouth without hesitation.

“I can face death, but I can’t bear to forget her. I have to go find her. Thank you for liberating me. If there’s another life, I’ll repay you then!”

Cedric looked at Jared with deep gratitude.

“There’s no need to talk about the next life. You’ll have the chance to repay me!”

With that, Jared turned around and stepped down, leaving Cedric bewildered and confused about what he just said.

But soon, Cedric felt as if his whole body was being scorched by flames. He felt like he was about to explode!

He knew that the poison pill had taken effect!

Cedric didn’t bellow and yell. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the iron cage, silently awaiting death!

Before long, Cedric’s consciousness became increasingly hazy. He felt like he could almost see the girl that he cherished so dearly.

Bernard looked at his own son, his heart filled with immense pain.

Jared walked up to Bernard and said softly, “Your Majesty, as I’ve mentioned before, only by confronting death can one find a way out. Although it’s a poison pill, it’s also a pill that can untangle his inner turmoil. Actually, Prince Cedric isn’t ill at all. It is simply that his longing has grown so intense that it has led to an alteration in his consciousness and resulted in a split of his personality. To put it precisely, he has dissociative identity disorder, which is considered a form of mental illness!”

“Mental illness?” Bernard slightly furrowed his brows. “Love sickness?”