My organs are too abstract.

The boss's rat-like face instantly plastered with a fawning smile, his claws waving incessantly: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Xu Yuan remained silent, his scalpel swiftly slicing through the rat skin on the man's body, then casually tossing it aside.

Freed from the constraints of the rat skin, the boss's body rapidly swelled back to its normal size, revealing a stiff body covered in wood grain underneath.

Xu Yuan pressed one hand firmly on his shoulder, the force so great that he couldn't break free at all. Then he raised his hand and slapped him hard across the face, sneering, "After shouting like that, you still have the nerve to say it's a misunderstanding? I still prefer your previous arrogant self. If you're any more arrogant, I won't enjoy hitting you."

Wenxiu, who was standing next to him, was already stunned, staring at Xu Yuan with a shocked expression.

She wasn't surprised by his bizarre ability to still move his limbs after severing his wrist, but rather shocked by the inhumanity of him cutting off his own wrist without batting an eye.

It was a state completely different from ordinary people. It wasn't just that he was ruthless to himself, but that he didn't care about his own body at all. This made her feel more and more that in addition to being strong, this person might also have some mental problems.

Seeing the boss who was beaten senseless, Wenxiu lowered her voice and reminded him, "Delay will only make things worse. It's better to deal with him as soon as possible."

She was extremely wary of this boss. If he escaped, Xu Yuan might not care, but she absolutely could not withstand his subsequent retaliation.

The shop owner's face instantly filled with terror, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Spare me! I'm willing to submit to you. I have a lot of money; you can have it all!"

Xu Yuan stopped what he was doing, his fingertips tracing the blade of the scalpel. As if he had suddenly remembered something, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Wenxiu hurriedly said, "This person is too cunning; we must not trust him!"

Xu Yuan shook his head slightly: "Wait a minute, keeping him around for now is still useful."

The boss's face lit up with ecstasy, thinking that his pleas for mercy had moved the other party. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Xu Yuan flip his wrist and swing the scalpel straight at him. His vision went black, and he instantly lost all consciousness.

Xu Yuan cradled the head in his palm, tossed it around a couple of times, and only nodded in satisfaction after carefully confirming that the other person had completely lost consciousness.

This sudden turn of events startled Wenxiu, who asked in bewilderment, "What are you doing?"

"Come with me."

Xu Yuan didn't offer any further explanation, simply uttering a single sentence before turning and walking away.

Although Wenxiu was puzzled, she still responded gently, "Okay."

Xu Yuan held the head in one hand and dragged the boss's headless body with the other, walking towards the depths of the corridor. Wen Xiu silently followed behind. After a while, the two arrived at a dimly lit room filled with discarded junk.

Looking at the messy pile of tables and chairs in the room, Wenxiu wondered why she had come here. Suddenly, the pile of clutter in front of her moved, and a head slowly emerged, the lower half of its face covered with hideous burn marks.

She was suddenly startled. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the face looked very familiar. It was clearly the uncle who had been traveling with them earlier. At this moment, he was tightly bound by a dark rope and unable to move.

The uncle's eyes lit up when he saw Xu Yuan: "You're finally back! I thought you'd forgotten about me!"

"Haha, how could that be?" Xu Yuanqian laughed twice, his tone slightly embarrassed. "I was a bit busy just now and didn't have time to come over."

He had indeed forgotten about the other person. If it weren't for the other person reminding him of the black rope when he was dealing with the boss, he probably wouldn't have remembered that person at all.

When he encountered Zhao Ze and his group earlier, in order not to frighten them, he casually tossed the old man into this storage room and went straight to meet up with his companions, then forgot about him.

"I came here to ask you a few questions, and I also have a decision to tell you."

Xu Yuan casually tossed the boss's body and head onto the ground.

The middle-aged man stared at the figure on the ground for two seconds, then asked uncertainly, "This...this is the owner of the haunted house?"

Xu Yuan was somewhat surprised: "Didn't you see what he looked like before? How come you don't recognize him?"

"When he used to impersonate the Calamity, he was just wearing a wooden carving exterior, not like this now." The uncle shook his head. "In his current state, it should be that he has completely merged with the power of the Calamity and has completely taken control."

"You've observed quite meticulously," Xu Yuan said, glancing at him with considerable surprise.

He gently waved his hand, and the black rope binding the uncle instantly untied itself, transforming into a black shadow that flew to his side, obediently wrapping around his wrist and turning back into a black bracelet.

Xu Yuan gently rubbed the cool texture of the bracelet with his fingertips and slowly said, "That's right, this is the boss, and he controls this body now. You said before that he wasn't ruthless, but I don't really agree with that. He's a complete scoundrel. He wanted to skin me and my companions alive. I even suspect that the skinning of those NPCs before was a result of his deliberate indulgence."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man sighed, "So that's how it is... It's probably the constant erosion of calamities that completely distorted his will, leading him to extremes."

"The truth is no longer important, and I don't want to delve into it." Xu Yuan shook his head. "He had murderous intent towards me and my companions, so I couldn't let him live. But considering that you would also perish after his death, I came here specifically to inform you."

The middle-aged man had a complicated expression and said with a wry smile, "I never expected that I would have such influence that you would go to all this trouble."

"Li Da said that you once saved him, and out of respect for him, I should give you this explanation."

The middle-aged man paused slightly, then sighed softly, "It seems that the saying 'helping others brings good luck' is really true."

After a moment of silence, he slowly raised his eyes, looked directly at Xu Yuan, and asked in a deep voice, "So if I said I wanted to live on because of this favor, and didn't want him to die, what would you do?"

Xu Yuan refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I will still kill him. I can't keep a deadly threat around. I'm telling you this only to prepare you in advance, not to change my decision."

Wenxiu listened quietly from the side, gradually making sense of things. She was secretly surprised: Could this uncle in front of her also be the boss's puppet? But why was he so different from those numb puppets, possessing independent consciousness and emotions?

The middle-aged man remained silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled nonchalantly: "Fine, I accept this ending. But I have a request, I wonder if you can grant it?"

"What request?"

"Can I handle the killing myself?"