A warm current surged within once more, and the increasing power gave Chen Muxue confidence. She did not hesitate and charged directly into the kitchen.
Before the old lady could react, just as she was about to close the door, Chen Muxue rushed out again, now holding a gleaming kitchen knife.
As if it had been in use for years, the kitchen knife in Chen Muxue's—or perhaps Chu Wuxin's—small hand felt inexplicably harmonious.
"Where are you going?" The old lady was stunned for a moment and hurriedly asked.
"To punish the wicked and eliminate evil!" Chen Muxue's figure swiftly dove into a doghole and vanished from the old lady's sight.
Shortly after, a team of family guards arrived, turning the kitchen upside down, even clearing out beneath the stove to check.
"Have you seen Chu Wuxin?" The pack leader, a wolf-like figure, directly glared at the old lady, baring his teeth like a vicious dog, threatening her, "You better think carefully before you answer."
