Must Treat the Disease

"Sir, I have sinned." In the cell, the white-haired boy in shackles gazed at the newcomer. His dirty face had a fawning expression. "I betrayed my mother’s hopes and came back to Avalon."

"Sir, don’t listen to him! I’m the sinner!" In another cell, a white-haired man yelled in fear, "I’m the one who had sinned! I betrayed the priest’s discipline and did many unethical things!"

"Sir, I have sinned as well!" A frail old white-haired man in the cell up above poked his head back. His face still looked vaguely like Ye Qingxuan. He studied his younger self and cried, "I missed so many opportunities and wasted my entire life for a shallow excuse. I’ve accomplished nothing in my life."

"I was born a sinner, sir!" an angry white-haired youth pounded on the bars and yelled. "I was born locked up in this cell! I was destined to lead a painful and pitiful life!"