Jun Muyan walked closer step by step, face covered with blood like a Shura from hell. Su Jinzhu and the other two people were terrified enough that their hearts trembled. They opened their mouths to scream, but all they could do was noisily scream “ah, ah!”

Just then, Su Zhiyong’s voice came from the door.

“Mother, Yulan, what took you so long? The Lord is waiting!”

Upon hearing Su Zhiyong’s voice, the three people’s eyes lit up and looked hopeful.

The three of them didn’t have any strength, but Su Zhiyong was at the primer level as an Ancient Warrior.

It would be easy for him to handle the pregnant Jun Muyan with a large belly.

“Ahhh!” Chen Yulan opened her mouth and shouted with all her might.

Su Baozhu and Su Jinzhu also began to shout.

Jun Muyan walked toward the door unhurriedly, though. She didn’t seem to want to stop them from calling for help.

“What’s going on? Yulan? Mother, Sister? Just answer me!”

“I’ll break in if you don’t say anything!”

Peng—Peng—Peng— The noise of violent crashing came from outside.

Only a moment later, the door of the run-down house was broken open.

Chen Yulan and the other two were covered with blood and tears. Their eyes shone as if they had grabbed hold of the last straw that could save them.

Also at this time, Jun Muyan, who had been standing at the door, raised the dagger in her hand.

As soon as Su Zhiyong rushed in, she lifted the dagger and stabbed some spot on his shoulder.

Su Zhiyong didn’t even make a sound when his body softened and fell down.

Muyan pulled up Su Zhiyong, who was already in a coma, and dragged him in the direction of the other three slowly.

Their overjoyed expressions froze then they gradually showed unbelievable fear and despair.

How was that possible?!

Jun Muyan was also just at the primer level as an Ancient Warrior and she was pregnant and weak—how was it possible that she overpowered Su Zhiyong, who was at the same level, so easily?

A cold smile appeared on Muyan’s mouth.

It was all thanks to Gong Qianxue!

If it weren’t for Gong Qianxue, she wouldn’t have studied the art of healing and pharmaceuticals, so she wouldn’t have learned the technique of acupuncture.

Inserting pressure at the acupoint between the shoulder and ta chuei lightly could help relieve blood and swollen breasts, but deep insertions were never allowed.

Because it would cause one to faint.

But Su Zhiyong was deeply cut right in that acupoint by her knife, so how could he not faint?

“Dear Sister-in-Law, don’t you always worry about cousin brother cheating on you? How about I spare all future trouble for you?”

As she said that, Jun Muyan directed the dagger at the top of Su Zhiyong’s head.

Su Zhiyong woke up slowly from the pain.

But before he realized what was happening, Muyan raised her foot and kicked him fiercely.

“Ahhhhh—!” His sad and shrill screams made the entire shabby house tremble, dust falling from the roof.

Muyan chuckled and spoke while retracting her foot: “How about this? Sister-in-Law, are you satisfied with this? Would you be happier or more interested in seeing your own husband becoming a eunuch?”

“Wuwuwu!” Chen Yulan cried and shook her head at full speed.

Psycho! Psycho! Psycho!

Jun Muyan was a complete psycho now.

She was scared and regretful that she offended such a psycho.

But it was too late to feel regret. It was too late for everything!