"They're all killed, all cleanly killed."
Because her two sons were holding her back, Lady Zhou's kitchen knife couldn't come down at all. Lian Shouxin was earnestly restraining Lady Zhou, but Lian Shouyi wasn't. He exchanged a glance with Lady He; they had been lacking food for days. If Lady Zhou actually managed to kill or injure a few chickens, they could stew chicken and have a decent meal.
Seeing that only her second and third sons had come to stop her, and Lian Shouxin had run off to the West Wing Room, Lady Zhou's anger intensified. She cursed loudly while aimlessly chopping at the flock of chickens, causing the terrified birds to jump in all directions.
