Shang Jianyao thought for a moment and came up with the 'best' suggestion. "Let's ask him directly later."
"…" Jiang Baimian deliberated for a few seconds. "Let's forget it. What if it's a secret religion that can't be known by others? We have to respect the privacy of others."
Shang Jianyao's train of thought had already run off in an unknown direction. He continued, "That religion's ritual is to whip oneself, drip oneself with candle wax, prick oneself with a needle, and cut oneself with a knife?"
Jiang Baimian felt that something was amiss the further he went. "Why does it feel strange…"
Could this be the legendary masochism religion? She dragged out a long sound and came up with another explanation. "Maybe Ugo uses such pain to suppress his biological instincts?"
I wonder where he learned these methods…
As the two of them discussed, Ugo's door creaked open.
