Ye Wenxue's eyes turned cold. Without waiting for him to finish speaking, she picked up the kitchen knife without hesitation.

With a swift movement, the knife fell.

The person stopped breathing instantly.

Before he died, his pupils were wide open, as if he did not understand why Ye Wenxue would attack him without saying a word after knowing his name.

Ye Wenxue wiped the blood off the kitchen knife, cleaned the silver from the corpse, and slowly walked out.

In the original book, Dazhuang was sold to others by Laizi and his gang in Shanqing Village. After being resold several times, he ended up in the hands of a man named Yuancheng.

To tame the man, Yuan Cheng broke Da Zhuang's bones inch by inch, and then had him healed.

More than once, they threw Dazhuang into a pile of starving refugees, and every time he crawled out, he was covered in bruises.

Countless similar methods were used on Dazhuang.

Ye Wenxue closed her eyes. Even if none of this happened in this life, the fact that Yuan Cheng killed and ate flesh was an undeniable fact.

He deserves to die.

When Ye Wenxue returned to the thatched hut, she saw that the bald man was walking around the hut with a woman tied up, asking her to identify who had killed whom and who had injured Zhiwu and Zhiwang that day.

Those who had killed before, and those who had acted today, were all finished off with a final blow.

"Him? He killed thirteen children and women, and they divided up all the flesh. He deserves to die!"

"This person never lifts a finger, he only offers advice. Who to kill or not to kill is all up to him."

"This guy is alright, he doesn't do anything, he just eats what's served to him..."

Ye Wenxue leaned against the door and knocked with her fingers to make a sound.

The bald man looked up and Ye Wenxue gave him a cold look.

Sensing a hint of reproach in Ye Wenxue's eyes for being blinded by lust, the bald man desperately wanted to prove his innocence: "...I, I'm innocent!"