"Come on, let's drink! What do we care if others live or die? The most important thing is that we can live happily!" Old Hu raised his glass to smooth things over.

"It's my fault. I'm getting old and I'm always thinking about this and that, which has disappointed my brothers. I accept this as punishment!" Old Yan picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The wine slid down his throat, as if he were swallowing down the struggle and unease in his heart as well.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes held a mixture of determination and relief.

The others exchanged glances and winked at each other.

Suddenly, the group sprang into action. Two of them grabbed Lao Yan's arms, while the other picked up a scalding hot iron pot.

"What are you going to do? No, no!" Old Yan struggled in terror, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He didn't understand why these people would suddenly attack him when he had already drunk the wine and admitted his mistake.

As Old Wang said, the reason they are able to drink and eat meat here today is because of his idea!

"Old Yan, don't blame us for being ruthless." Old Hu's voice was as cold as ice. "In this world, people's hearts are unpredictable. You've been a police officer for decades, and you're very experienced. Whether it's your skills or other methods, we can't compare to you. We brothers really can't feel at ease living with you underground!"

Old Yan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. It turned out that from the very beginning, today was a trap set for him.

While he was still in a daze, a splash of scalding oil was poured over his head, and excruciating pain instantly swept over Lao Yan's entire body, causing him to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Old Yan, don't worry, we'll take care of your young and beautiful wife. As for your son, to avoid you being lonely down there, we'll send him to reunite with you later, haha~" Old Wang's sinister laugh echoed in the cave, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a rock and smashed it hard on Old Yan's head, and the poor Old Yan died completely, filled with anger and resentment.