ETH Was Still Falling

He sat in front of the monitor until dawn, watching ETH rebound weakly and then get crushed again. Every red candle felt like a reminder that so-called judgment is often just emotion wearing a suit. But he did not understand that yet. He only vaguely felt he had stepped onto a slope too steep to walk back from, and the brake under his feet had already failed.*** Add File: chapters/en-US/002.txt # Chapter 2: Making More Money and Getting Worse Faster Pei Yanzhou woke up at his desk at noon the next day. His eyes felt sanded raw. His phone had dozens of unread messages. He did not dare check the price first. He opened Telegram instead, where the chat was no longer about analysis but about liquidation screenshots.