The midnight church was deathly silent, with only the sound of cold footsteps echoing within.
Duanmu Huai walked ahead, with Isia following behind, head lowered in silence.
"What do you think punishment is?"
At that moment, Duanmu Huai suddenly spoke, causing Isia to pause in surprise.
"In many religions, people often like to use punishment as a way to punish themselves. So, what is the meaning of this? To prove their devout faith through pain? Or to punish themselves for their wavering belief?"
Speaking up to this point, Duanmu Huai couldn't help but sneer.
"But in the end, these are just superficial actions."
".........?"
"To put it simply, punishment is just an equal exchange, a way to alleviate inner guilt through physical pain. So although many times those believers seem to love punishing their own weakness and hesitation in this way, ultimately it's just a transaction. They endure physical pain to quell their guilt..."
Saying this, Duanmu Huai coldly glanced at Isia.
