"You're sick. Your whole family is sick!"
The man shouted angrily in his heart. His anger was rising and reaching his head. If he were in Dao, he would've already fought him.
"I'm alright, so would you mind undoing it for me?" he asked in a low voice, suppressing his anger.
"Think it through," Wang Yao said. "It's easy for me to undo it for you. If you want to treat it later, you'll be in trouble!"
"I've thought it through," the man said.
"No regrets?" Wang Yao asked.
"Never," the man said.
"Fine, I'll undo it for you." When Wang Yao pressed the man's belly. "Done."
The man only felt warmth in his belly, which quickly disappeared. "It's done?" He couldn't quite believe it.
"What do you think?" Wang Yao retorted. "If you don't believe it, you can try it out. I advise you to bear with it. You might be exchanging regret in the latter half of your life for a moment of happiness."
"How much is it?" the man asked.
