As Fang Zhen watched Count Quentin protectively hovering over the silver bars, he felt as if he were seeing the entire trajectory of countless lives.
Clearly, Count Quentin had spent his entire life chasing fame and fortune. He was driven by greed, fear, lust, jealousy, and arrogance, constantly making choices that appeared rational on the surface but were, in fact, incredibly predictable.
As long as he remained trapped in that cycle, all of Count Quentin's actions and judgments were firmly within Fang Zhen's grasp.
Fang Zhen sighed inwardly.
He didn't feel superior. Instead, a profound realization washed over him: all life is suffering.
'If it weren't for the arrival of the Dungeon Life Game, even if I understood all these principles, would I be any different?'
'One may be in the mortal world, and even if the spirit transcends the material, the body must still toil within it.'
