Chapter 8: Carving Flesh to Feed the Hounds, It Shall Be Done

Su Yanwen’s eyes were icy cold, radiating waves of murderous intent. He spoke deliberately, word by word, “So you’re saying you’re unwilling to hand over the indenture?”

“Da Huang was my father’s beloved dog. It died at your place, poisoned by you with botulinum toxin.”

Miao Qin shrank her neck even tighter and quietly retreated to her doorstep.

“It’s not our fault. It was your dog who snatched the meat,” Caor stepped forward.

Despite her small frame trembling with fear, she mustered the courage to speak the truth she had witnessed. “This has nothing to do with my father.”

“I say it does!” Zeng Tianba’s voice suddenly rose sharply.

The adult’s intimidation made Caor shudder, her eyes instantly reddening as she pouted, holding back tears.

“What’s with the aggression?”

“What she says is true,” Su Yanwen said without hesitation, stepping in front of Caor, his towering figure shielding her.

Zeng Tianba sneered disdainfully, “You have no right to speak here.”

“I’ll give you three choices.”

“First, bring my Da Huang back to life.”

“Second, compensate me with meat double Da Huang’s weight.”

“Third, we take her away.”

Zeng Tianba pointed directly at Zhao Yue’e.

Everyone was shocked!

No one expected Zeng Tianba to set his sights on Zhao Yue’e.

Miao Qin was also surprised and hurriedly said, “Young master, didn’t you say you wanted the younger one? We still need the elder for work.”

“Bullshit! Hiding such a pretty one without saying a word—give me the younger one,” Zeng Tianba snapped.

“I still have to feed her, raise her. I can’t wait that long.”

Zeng Tianba’s eyes blazed. “Now, I want Da Di to take the place of the dead Da Huang.”

A living person, in their eyes, was equal to a dog.

How chilling.

Aunt Zhang’s expression twisted in pain, but she dared not utter a word.

Su Yanwen, furious, grabbed a nearby farming tool, ready to act.

Several laborers also took a stance, prepared to fight.

Aunt Zhang hurriedly pulled Su Yanwen back. “He’s the village chief’s eldest son. You can’t provoke him.”

“Spring is coming tomorrow—we still have to borrow seeds from their family.”

Zhao Yue’e sniffled stubbornly and stood up, turning to look at Su Yanwen blankly.

Would this man save her?

Holding her daughter’s hand, her heart churned with countless thoughts.

If going to the Zeng family could settle everything, then perhaps eating that piece of meat tonight was the price to pay.

But if she died, what would become of Caor?

“Mom,” Caor asked in a childish voice, “are you hot? Your palms are sweating.”

Su Yanwen sighed deeply, clenching his fists. “Get lost!”

“I’ve already returned the meat. If you still want a person, I can give you one.”

Saying this, he pulled out his hunting knife.

The blade gleamed coldly, and as the weapon shone, everyone immediately stepped back.

Zeng Tianba warned sharply, “What are you trying to do? I warn you, if you die, you die—you started this.”

The laborers quickly positioned themselves in front of Zeng Tianba.

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