I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

But the deaf old woman was completely unaware of Yi Zhonghai's unusual behavior; she was still busy planning her next move.

She continued, "Xiao Yi, I still feel this isn't safe enough. When you get off work later, you'd better keep an eye on things at the alley entrance. If Bang Geng can get it done without anyone noticing, that would be best; but if that kid isn't so lucky and messes it up, or gets caught, then we have to make sure he can never speak again. You have your own child now, there's no need to keep this little beast around who might fight your child for the inheritance in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up instantly. His unease vanished without a trace. He thought to himself, "That's right! If Zhu Zi and Qin Huairu don't have a child, then everything in the Jia family—Zhu Zi's salary, this house, and the old lady's inheritance—will all belong to my child, won't it?" With this thought, he gritted his teeth, his eyes hardening, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I understand. Don't worry! I'll handle this properly!"

The deaf old woman added, "If this really goes wrong, remember to go to the Eight Great Hutongs tomorrow. Even if you have to pay someone, you have to get this done. Otherwise, Zhu Zi will always be a threat; if we can't rely on him, our good days are over!"

As he listened, Yi Zhonghai's eyes gradually became unfocused, and he seemed somewhat dazed, with a blank expression on his face.

If the deaf old woman looked closely, she would notice that his gaze was unusually strange, filled with a kind of inexplicable fanaticism, and drool was even dripping from the corner of his mouth, running down his chin and onto his clothes.

Yi Zhonghai was already somewhat delirious at this point. In his eyes, there was no longer any elderly deaf old woman, only a valiant and beautiful female general in full military uniform, issuing orders to him with an air of authority.

A moment later, Yi Zhonghai could no longer control the strange emotions in his heart. He let out a low roar and pounced on the deaf old woman, his eyes filled with fanaticism.

"Huh? Xiao Yi, what are you doing?" The deaf old woman was startled by this sudden action, her whole body trembled, and she shouted sharply, her voice full of panic.

Zhou Weiguo, who was hiding in the house and saw this scene, felt a wave of nausea and couldn't help but shiver. He quickly looked away and turned to walk towards Xu Damao's house next door.

He wasn't worried about the pillar getting hurt; his senses were always active, and he could teleport there at any time should there be any problems.

...............

Ten minutes ago, Yi Zhonghai had just left, and the atmosphere inside the Jia family's house became even more eerie and oppressive, as if the air itself had frozen.

After holding it in for a while, Xu Damao finally couldn't resist. He turned to his second aunt beside him, winked at her, and said, "Second Aunt, didn't you say my mother wanted to see you about something? Why don't we go to my house first? Maybe my mother can help come up with some ideas?"

Upon hearing this, the second aunt froze for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Didn't your mother just... this morning?"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Xu Damao frantically giving her meaningful glances, his eyes almost twitching from squeezing them together. Realizing what she was doing, she quickly changed her tune, her tone becoming urgent: "Oh, right, right! Look at my memory! Come on, let's go ask your mother, maybe she has a solution!"

The two rushed out the door, their steps hurried, heading straight for Xu Damao's house. They pushed open the door with a creak, then slammed it shut behind them, making sure to lock it. Xu Damao finally breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed his second aunt's arm, and asked urgently, "Second Aunt, what happened? The atmosphere inside was so strange! What on earth is that woman Qin Huairu up to?"

Auntie Er was also panting heavily, her chest heaving. She patted her chest, her face filled with lingering fear, and explained, "Da Mao, you have no idea! That woman Huai Ru actually drugged Zhu Zi! She poured that whole big packet of white powder into Zhu Zi's cup! How could Zhu Zi not taste so much powder? He's a cook, his tongue is incredibly sensitive! When she poured it in, I could smell a faint milky aroma. How could Zhu Zi not notice? It's terrifying to think about it now!"

Upon hearing the words "milky aroma," Xu Damao froze, as if under a spell. His eyes widened in disbelief as he asked, "Second Aunt, what...what does 'milky aroma' mean? Think about it again!"

Auntie Er replied subconsciously, "It tastes like the water we just drank! It smells fragrant, tastes sweet and sour, and a little... um... ugh!" At this point, she suddenly realized what she meant, her face changed instantly, and her voice even changed tone.

At this point, the two exchanged a glance, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, their faces filled with terror, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg in them, and the hairs on their bodies standing on end.

Xu Damao reacted the fastest, almost scared out of his wits. He immediately raised his hand and tried to vomit the water he had drunk, his face turning red.

Auntie Er panicked and reached into her mouth, sticking her fingers down her throat. She looked as flustered as an ant on a hot pan, and tears were welling up in her eyes.

Zhou Weiguo was watching intently from outside the door when he saw the two men behaving so disgracefully. He couldn't stand it any longer. He rushed into the room in a flash, his movements as fast as lightning. He slashed at the necks of the two men with both speed and precision.

The two of them fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhou Weiguo walked over, picked them up like chicks and threw them onto the bed. Then he took out a small bottle from his spatial storage, pried open their mouths, poured half a bottle of pink liquid into each of them, and then casually picked up a pair of smelly socks from the foot of the bed and stuffed one into each of their mouths, sealing them tightly.

After waiting a few minutes, seeing that the two men's faces were gradually turning red and their breathing was becoming rapid, Zhou Weiguo raised his hand and slapped Xu Damao hard across the face twice, making two crisp "slap slap" sounds.

Startled by the blow, Xu Damao opened his eyes in a daze, his gaze unfocused. Zhou Weiguo then took two steps back and slipped away from the Xu family home.

No need to thank me, please call me Zhou Feng.

Then, Zhou Weiguo appeared in the courtyard in a flash. With a wave of his hand, a dark shadow flashed by, and a guard in plain clothes appeared in front of him, with a straight posture and sharp eyes.

"Go to the neighborhood office and ask Director Wang to come to our compound. Remember to bring a few extra people; there's a big show waiting for him."