Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Wang Mazi asked with a trembling voice, stammering, his body shrinking back uncontrollably, trying to escape Jiang Yu's sharp gaze.

But where can he hide?

Jiang Yu snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed Wang Mazi's collar, exerted force with his arms, and lifted him up.

Wang Mazi's feet left the ground, and he struggled in vain in the air, his hands waving wildly, but he couldn't break free from Jiang Yu's iron-like grip. He kicked around wildly, knocking over the dishes on the table and spilling the food all over the floor.

Jiang Yu held Wang Mazi in his arms, his eyes filled with disgust. "I've been around the world for so many years, and I've seen countless scumbags, but it's rare to find someone as bad as you!"

"You can be so cruel to your own mother. You are worse than pigs and dogs! Today, I will enforce justice on the behalf of heaven!" After saying that, he swung his arm and threw Wang Mazi to the ground.

The force of this swing was so great that Wang Mazi was smashed against the wall like a bag of rags. The already shaky old house could not bear the weight and collapsed with a loud bang.

Wang Mazi was buried under the rubble, feeling severe pain all over his body, as if his bones were about to fall apart. He struggled hard and poked his head out of the loess. His body was covered with thick dust and he kept coughing.

He knew his life was in danger, and he was terrified to the extreme. He immediately cried out for mercy: "Sir, spare my life! I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again! Please let me go!"

Jiang Yu ignored his pleas for mercy. He glared at him, cursed him a few more times, then reached out and drew the Wind-Breaking Blade from his back. The blade gleamed coldly, casting a chilling light in the moonlight.

"Today is the day you die!" Jiang Yu said coldly, raising his knife to chop.

At this moment, Xu Ranyuan stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Yu: "Wait a moment."

Jiang Yu looked at him puzzledly, his eyes full of doubts, and asked, "Ran Yuan, what do you mean?"

When Wang Mazi heard Xu Ranyuan's words, he thought he was trying to plead for mercy. He quickly crawled forward using his hands and feet, hugged Xu Ranyuan's thighs, and said with tears streaming down his face, "Doctor Xu, you are a kind-hearted man who saves the world and helps people. You wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die, right? Please spare me this time!"

Xu Ranyuan looked at Wang Mazi with a playful smile on his face. There was no trace of pity in that smile, but rather a hint of teasing: "Then you are wrong, and you are very wrong."

He quickly took out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Mazi's mouth before he could react.

Wang Mazi swallowed it subconsciously, then widened his eyes in horror and asked Xu Ranyuan, "What did you give me to eat?"

Xu Ranyuan stood up straight and said calmly, "Heart-eating poison."

He paused, then began to explain the poison. "This poison is colorless and odorless. Once ingested, it becomes like a hidden ghost, silently lurking within the bloodstream. It normally lies dormant, as if in a deep sleep. However, once the victim experiences any emotional fluctuations—whether ecstasy, anger, or grief—the poison is instantly activated."

"When the poison takes effect, it travels through the body's meridians along with the bloodstream. Wherever it reaches, it feels like a burning fire or a thousand needles piercing the victim, causing unbearable pain, cold sweats pouring down, and the body curling up and trembling uncontrollably. Even more terrifying, this poison also eats away at the brain, subtly manipulating the consciousness and constantly strengthening the victim's instinct for survival."

"Even if the poisoned person is tortured to the point of wanting death, every time they act on their life, the desire to live, heightened by the poison, becomes an invisible shackle, binding them tightly. They suffer in this desperate situation, unable to live or die."

The more Wang Mazi listened, the more frightened he became. The color on his face instantly faded and turned as pale as paper.

Suddenly, he felt pain all over his body. The severe pain surged towards him like a tide. He struggled in pain, grabbing the ground tightly with both hands, and his nails dug into the soil.

"Look, the poison is starting to take effect."

Xu Ranyuan looked at Wang Mazi struggling in pain on the ground with tears streaming down his face, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Then he turned to Jiang Yu and said, "To deal with this scum, just letting him die would be too easy for him. We must make him wish he were dead, but he can't live. He must suffer every minute and every second to atone for his heinous deeds."

"Everyone has seven emotions and six desires: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and lust. Any one of them would be enough to make him uncomfortable, unless he can live his life like a clay Buddha. However, given his temperament, I'm afraid that even if he waits another hundred years, it may not be possible."

After hearing this, Jiang Yu's eyes flashed with approval. He slowly put away the Wind-Breaking Blade and said sincerely, "You still have a way. If you hadn't stopped me, this bastard would have gotten away with it."

Xu Ranyuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly teasing smile, and said: "I don't want to dirty my hands. Look at the clothes I'm wearing. They are not cheap. I will feel bad if they get dirty." As he spoke, he looked down at his clothes, as if he was really worried about getting dirty.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Ranyuan seemed to be extremely disgusted. He stretched out his foot and kicked Wang Mazi, who was curled up on the ground. "Let's go. It's too dirty here. I really can't stay here. I feel sick just looking at him."

Wang Mazi groaned in pain and his body twitched a few more times.

Jiang Yu yawned, his voice filled with weariness: "I'm so sleepy that my eyelids are about to fight. I really should go back and have a good sleep." As he spoke, he stretched his stiff body, and his bones made a slight "cracking" sound.

Xu Ranyuan chuckled, his smile revealing a sense of joy and satisfaction. He raised his hand and patted Jiang Yu's shoulder, nodding in response: "Yes, let's go."

After returning home, Jiang Yu separated from Xu Ranyuan and walked quickly towards her room. Unexpectedly, when she passed the kitchen, she caught a glimpse of the light coming from inside.

"Who's still in the kitchen at this hour of night?"

When I walked into the kitchen, I saw Cheng Yuntao standing by the stove, skillfully wrapping wontons. Her movements were light and neat, the dough flying in her hands, and in the blink of an eye a plump wonton was formed.

Noticing someone coming in, Cheng Yuntao looked up and saw that it was Jiang Yu. There was no surprise on her face, but she walked forward naturally and raised her hand to brush off the dust on his shoulders.

"You're back. Are you hungry?" Her tone was as if she had already known what Jiang Yu would do tonight, without any surprise or questioning.

Then, Cheng Yuntao pointed to a stool beside her and said, "Sit down. The wontons will be ready soon."

Jiang Yu was slightly startled, nodded woodenly, and sat down obediently.

After a while, the steaming wontons were served on the table.

Each wonton is crystal clear, with the plump meat filling faintly visible. Green chopped green onions and golden egg skin float on the soup, exuding an enticing aroma.

Jiang Yu sat at the table, looking at Cheng Yuntao through the hazy heat.

Recalling the scenes in Heila Alley, Jiang Yu felt a complex emotion in his heart, including anger and joy. But at this moment, under Cheng Yuntao's concerned gaze, he felt more at ease.

He blinked gently, as if sending a silent signal to Cheng Yuntao: everything has been properly resolved.

Cheng Yuntao also winked at him playfully, saying everything without words.