The originally restless heart inexplicably calmed down.
Inside the venue, many people, like the young man at that moment, finally fixed their gaze on the sinister Albert Lester.
They were not yet masters, nor did they understand face reading.
But at this moment, they all understood one thing in their hearts.
To enter the Mystical Sect, one must first learn to face their enemy head-on.
The establishment of the Taoism Academy’s affiliate was not just to provide everyone with another option in the college entrance examination.
Choosing this path is akin to embracing the Tao.
Only those with determined minds should enter.
After Scarlett Jennings finished speaking, she glanced at the audience again and noticed the spiritual light rising from several children.
Her originally solemn and serious expression softened slightly as she continued,
"After today’s lecture, students interested in joining the Mystical Sect may consult the official staff and test their spiritual power. Subsequent enrollment in the Taoism Academy will prioritize those able to sense spiritual energy."
Scarlett Jennings’ words instantly shifted the crowd’s focus back to the main topic, away from the previous anger and condemnation toward Albert Lester.
Subsequently, Donovan Jennings arranged for students from the Taoism Academy and personnel from the Security Bureau to assist with consultation and testing. Meanwhile, Scarlett Jennings led the perverse murderer Albert Lester off the stage.
Backstage, Scarlett Jennings released the speech restriction on Albert Lester.
Finally able to speak again, Albert Lester laughed heartily at Scarlett Jennings,
"Scarlett Jennings, do you think dragging me out to publicly confess my crimes is a punishment? Ha! I should thank you! Thank you for making me famous!
From today onward, my name, Albert Lester, and my deeds will be known across the internet. I will even have my own followers who will look up to me, idolize me..."
Even though his body and soul were still bound, and he hadn’t managed to kill Scarlett Jennings in front of everyone, thanks to her, he had still gained fame.
Scarlett Jennings listened quietly to his arrogant and wild words for quite a while, then merely asked him,
"What are you so happy about?"
Her expression was calm, and there was no hint of anger towards him in her eyes.
She didn’t deny his words because she knew that even vile individuals like Albert Lester would have people who admired them.
However...
"You might indeed have followers, but that’s only a small part. Far more people will choose to curse and despise you."
Albert Lester remained unmoved, "Heh, so what?"
Being cursed a few times didn’t matter to him.
The ones he killed cursed and resented him before they died, but what difference did it make?
Didn’t they still end up being killed by him?
"Do you think all these curses and despises have nothing to do with you?
Let me tell you, every bit of contempt you receive in this life will become the basis for judging you after death. Every shred of hatred you create in this world will transform into a blade in your future lives, coming to claim its due, slice by slice."
Scarlett Jennings looked at him, a faint, mocking smile at the corner of her lips,
"Do you know why pigs are slaughtered? Because in their previous life, they were evil people like you. Ever seen a roast duck being carved into pieces? Each piece will be your fate in your next life until you’ve fully paid your karmic debt. Otherwise, for hundreds of reincarnations, you’ll become livestock waiting to be slaughtered."
Listening to her words, Albert Lester thought of the cats and dogs he had tortured and killed, and a flash of fear crossed his heart, but his face remained calm and composed,
"You don’t have to scare me. What does the next life have to do with my current life?"
As long as he enjoyed this life, what happened in the next one was irrelevant to him!
Admittedly, as a murderer with no remorse, his mental world was robust enough that he wouldn’t easily crumble from a few sentences.
Yet, Scarlett Jennings still calmly stared at him, and after a long silence, she asked,
"If the next life has nothing to do with you, then what about the people in this life? Your parents’ chart shows they’re still alive, but how long has it been since they last cared about you?
Not hearing about their son for so long, and suddenly finding out all over the internet that he is a perverted serial killer, what will they think?


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