The Ruan family's eldest son threw away the broken shoulder pole and wanted to take the opportunity to pounce on Shu Yu. However, Shu Yu's axe suddenly swept across and landed on his neck.
The Ruan family's eldest son's breathing stopped, and his eyes widened in horror.
Shu Yu said, "Try moving again."
"You, what do you want to do? I'm your uncle, do you still dare to kill me?"
Shu Yu stepped on the Ruan family's second son's back as he tried to stand up and pinned him on the ground. She looked into the Ruan family's eldest son's frightened eyes, which were pretending to be calm, and laughed, "I'm just joking. I'm a good person. Of course, I won't kill anyone. However, it's not a problem for me to make you half-paralyzed and lie in bed for the rest of your life with just a little injury."
"You..."
