The boy was looking at her with a grin. "Sister, the expression on your face is really cute right now."

Hearing the screams outside, his tyrannical heart was greatly satisfied, and even his eyes gleamed with excitement.

From the moment he arrived in the village, he never stopped thinking about hearing those sounds.

Every second, it felt like countless people were shouting in his mind: Kill them! Kill them!

These sounds were like festering sores, clinging to his bones and spreading ever deeper, gnawing at his marrow.

It provoked him to kill everyone he saw.

Now, the voices in his mind finally quieted down, giving rise to an extreme pleasure that surged through his body like an electric current.

He was so excited that his body was trembling.

"I originally intended to kill you while my sister was ill, but she was too clever and always managed to find me."

The moment he saw Shen Sangruo, he knew she was the person he wanted to kill most.

"I had no choice but to settle for second best and kill those people. Now it seems like that's not a bad idea. Sister, what do you think?"

The anger on Shen Sangruo's face was like a stimulant to him; he loved seeing that expression.

For someone like him, the pain and screams of others are his best nourishment.

Under the boy's unwavering gaze, Chen Sanruo spoke coldly, uttering a statement completely unrelated to his own words: "I've changed my mind."

"You're completely hopeless."

She had intended to teach him a lesson, but now it seems he doesn't need to be one anymore.

As she opened and closed her lips, she raised her hand and slapped the boy to the ground.

She used all her strength in that palm strike, even employing the "fanning the flames" technique to increase its power.

The "Fanning the Flames Technique" is a low-to-mid-level cultivation method, which she can use even with only a Foundation Establishment stage body.

The boy was sent flying several meters by the slap and crashed to the ground.

His frail bones seemed about to be crushed.

Whether he was stunned by her sudden slap or something else, he stood there for a moment before struggling to get up from the ground.

His emotions were several times more agitated than before, and he almost screamed at her, "I don't need you to save me! I just want to kill! What do you know! You don't understand at all! I'm going to kill them all!"

Her eyes were devoid of warmth, filled only with a cold and merciless gaze.

Ignoring the boy's shouts, she used her spiritual power to tie him up in the house, saying, "I'll settle things with you properly when I get back."

He immediately turned around and left the room to help put out the fire.

She was only able to get out of bed and walk around today.

I quickly went outside and could see the fire spots at a glance. There were piles of thatch around the house.

The boy must have planned this in advance, throwing the tinder into the straw before sneaking into her room.

In addition, those houses were made of wood and bamboo, making them easy to ignite.

Fortunately, the fire only looked scary in terms of its flames; the fire itself wasn't very big.

After all, she was just a child with limited mobility, so there wasn't much straw that she could pile up; it was all concentrated in the few houses near her room.

But in the dead of night, even the smallest flame can be deadly.

Many villagers were already putting out the fire, and Shen Sanruo immediately joined in, using her spiritual power to extinguish the flames.

The fire was quickly extinguished. Only one or two people suffered minor burns, and another person, who was fast asleep, inhaled too much smoke and fell into a coma.

"Thank goodness, no one died in the fire." The villager who had been putting out the fire had smoke-stained face and patted his chest in relief.

Some people expressed their gratitude to her, saying, "Thank you so much, fairy, for saving us again. We really don't know how to thank you enough."

Many people are wondering how the fire started.

"How did this fire start out of nowhere? The weather hasn't been dry lately either."

"And it's so strange that so many houses caught fire."

"Where did this thatch come from? It looks like the fire started here. Did you put it here?"

"I don't know, I've never let these things go."

"Could someone have deliberately set the fire?"

The villagers discussed the matter amongst themselves and eventually guessed that someone had set the fire.

"If I ever find out who started the fire, I'll throw them into a cesspool and let them soak for three days and three nights!"

"Fairy, did you see who set the fire?"

Shen Sanruo said, "I have caught the murderer and he is tied up in my room. I will go and bring him out."

She alone cannot decide how to deal with the boy; the villagers should decide. As victims, they deserve an explanation.

Just as he was about to turn around to pick up the person, he suddenly heard Aunt Xu's voice from behind.

"Oh dear, what happened? How did it get so burned?"

"Aunt Xu, why are you so late? What were you doing? Our village was set on fire, and we just put it out!"

"Go quickly and check what's burned in your house!"

"Oh no! How could this happen! Which heartless bastard did such a despicable thing!"

If Shen Sangruo lives in the village chief's house, and next door is Aunt Xu's house, then Aunt Xu usually takes care of her more.

Grandma Xu's house was also among those targeted by arson.

Hearing the conversation behind her, she paused almost imperceptibly before quickly regaining her composure, walked into the room, and dragged the boy out by the back of his collar.

The boy's face was swollen and red from her slap, so much so that the five-finger mark was no longer visible.

In addition, he was too emotional later on, and his condition was very bad at the moment. He hung his head and let her do whatever she wanted.

When the crowd saw the boy so weak, their puzzled gazes were tinged with concern.

"Isn't this the poor child that Aunt Xu picked up? How did he get into this state?"

"Look at that swollen face, it's terrifying! Could it have been hit by a broken beam from the fire?"

Grandma Xu, who was searching for the boy, looked overjoyed. "Thank you so much, fairy, for saving him. This child never sleeps and just runs around aimlessly. It's really lucky that he didn't get burned to death."

Everyone assumed the boy was rescued by her while carrying people out of the house; no one suspected he was the one who set the fire.

Aunt Xu stepped forward, wanting to take the boy from her arms and check his injuries.

"I didn't have much flesh on my body to begin with, and now I've suffered such a serious injury. How am I going to recover?"

"Since it doesn't have a name anyway, why not name it Gousheng (Dog Leftovers)? A humble name is easier to raise."

As always, Aunt Xu kept rambling on and on.

The boy's face darkened when he heard this. He looked up and glared fiercely at Aunt Xu.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?"

Shen Sanruo sighed softly and stopped Aunt Xu from stepping forward.

“Aunt Xu, he didn’t just wander into the fire.” She paused, then continued, “He was the one who started the fire.”

Bonus chapter is here! All the bonus chapters have been added now. Thank you so much everyone for your continued support and for being with me for so long! So grateful!

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