Village Chief Li's pupils contracted sharply. He instinctively tried to step back, opening his mouth to argue or threaten him.
"F-Fang Yuan?! Y-you... how... you dare..."
Before he could finish, Fang Yuan moved.
He gave Village Chief Li no further chance to speak. Stepping forward, he brought down the chopping knife he had been holding in reverse behind his back in a plain, brutal chop, its blade flashing with a bleak, icy gleam!
The blade was so fast that there was no time to react.
Village Chief Li only felt a chill at his throat. He futilely raised a hand to cover it, but warm blood gushed through his fingers.
His eyes bulged wide as he fell stiffly backward.
The woman jolted awake and let out a heart-rending scream. "Ah—!"
The scream stopped abruptly.
The chopping knife swept sideways, precisely slicing open her throat.
Her hands clawed wildly at the air a few times before she crashed heavily to the ground, her body convulsing as a gurgling sound came from her throat.
Er Gouzi in the corner was scared out of his wits. His crotch was soaked, and he scrambled backward on hands and knees, unable to cry out a single word.
Fang Yuan took one step forward, lowered his wrist, and thrust the tip of the blade forward, precisely stabbing it into Er Gouzi's heart.
A family should be neat and whole!
The entire process took no more than a few breaths.
Only three gradually cooling corpses remained in the yard, along with a thick stench of blood that would not disperse.
Fang Yuan stood in the pool of blood, his breathing not even quickening. He swept his gaze around coldly, confirming there were no survivors left.
The mess on the ground, the scattered grain, the overturned furniture,
and