"Mai, why are you crying? What happened?" The wife was the first to wake up. She looked around blankly. It seemed like she had just had a very long dream. In the dream, she was like a mindless puppet, living a life of extreme repression.

Although the mental shackles have been removed, a mother's instinctive love for her daughter makes her husband and wife involuntarily rush over to inquire when they see their daughter crying, feeling extremely nervous.

But the wife's feelings were complicated; she felt that her daughter had become a stranger.

Because in the dream she just had, the obedient and sensible Mai had become another person—cold, cruel, selfish, and ruthless… so unfamiliar that she dared not recognize her and could not distinguish between dream and reality.

Which Mai is actually her daughter?

"Mom, I've ruined you, Dad, and my brothers. I should die. I shouldn't be alive..."

Mai Tsumabu threw herself into her mother's arms and sobbed, but when she sensed that the spiritual imprint on her mother's body had disappeared, her heart sank to the bottom and a chill ran down her spine.

Who removed the mental imprint from her?

Mai Tsumabu secretly glanced at Master Daoyi out of the corner of her eye. It must be this old monk. She had been imprisoned while he was chanting the sutra. The sutra could control her brainwaves. This new discovery made Mai Tsumabu feel very uneasy.

She thought she was invincible, but now she discovers that there is something that can restrain her.

Fine, I'll stay away from temples from now on.

“How could Mai say such things? You are our daughter. It is only natural for your father and me to take care of you. You can’t say such things anymore. Your brother and the others will be so heartbroken if they hear them!”

The wife scolded him unhappily, her expression and eyes no longer as kind as before, but rather more stern.

In fact, before marriage, Tsumabu Mai was a career woman, and a very successful one at that. How could she possibly be a gentle and traditional woman? Her true personality is decisive and resilient, and she cannot tolerate any injustice. It's just that over the years, Tsumabu Mai has transformed her into a gentle, virtuous, and indecisive good mother, making her lose all sense of self.

Mai Tsumaru huddled in her mother's arms, her eyes filled with resentment. That annoying mother of hers was back. She hated it when people spoke to her like that. They were just mortals; what right did she have to rebuke her?

It's okay if the mental imprint disappears; she can imprint it again.

Mai Tsumabu didn't want to wait even a minute longer. She hated being controlled and sent out a thought that she wanted to change her husband.

Master Daoyi's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly began chanting the Lengya Mantra. He chanted it extremely fast, each chant louder than the last. The brainwaves that Tsumabu Mai sent out were like encountering a thick wall, unable to enter Tsumabu Mai's body at all.

Tsumamo Mai had no choice but to withdraw her thoughts and decide to deal with it after returning home. She figured the old monk had the ability to go back with her, otherwise he still couldn't do anything to her.

"Mom, I feel like you've sacrificed so much for me, and I feel so guilty..."

Mai lowered her head, her tone full of self-reproach.

"Don't overthink it, we won't give up on you."

The wife and husband didn't comfort their daughter in their usual gentle voices. Instead, they said something curt and then fell silent. Their eyes looked strange, and there was something unspeakable about them.

Because she thought of the scene in her dream again, but instead of feeling guilty for being a burden to her family, she was discussing with her husband whether or not to give up treatment.

At the time, their family was not in a good financial situation. The medical expenses almost bankrupted them and their quality of life plummeted. Most importantly, the doctor clearly told them that there was no need for treatment, which would only increase the patient's suffering and waste money.