"But how did I get poisoned?" The driver looked at his tightly bound wrists, certain the poison couldn’t have spread from his hands. "You just sucked the blood from the back of your hand," Xiaoyun said, looking at the driver with her big eyes. "You might have accidentally swallowed some of the poisoned blood." "No way, right?" The driver’s eyes widened. He wasn’t stupid, so how could he have swallowed poisoned blood? "Then are you prone to inflammation?" Shi Yazi suddenly asked. "Inflammation?" The driver was baffled. "Yes, inflammation," Shi Yazi said. "Do your gums bleed when you brush your teeth?" "That does happen," the driver admitted. "That’s it, then. The poison must have seeped in through your gums," Shi Yazi said. "So, I sucked on my hand for nothing?" The corner of the driver’s mouth began to twitch again. "Definitely for nothing," the siblings said in unison. "I... *spits*... I have to kill one of you first, then go see a doctor!" A fierce light suddenly flared in the driver’s eyes. He grabbed his knife and started walking toward the two children. At that moment, the siblings were both tied up securely, with absolutely no power to resist. But just as the driver reached the children, he suddenly dropped to his knees! Not only were his legs numb, but his hands were numb as well. His whole body was paralyzed! It was as if he’d been injected with an anesthetic, leaving him completely immobilized. Xiaoyun looked at the driver kneeling on the floor and said, "Brother, he’s not such a bad guy. He’s kneeling to apologize to us." Shi Yazi asked, "So we’re not going to kill him?" Xiaoyun replied, "Let’s not kill him. A small punishment will do." Shi Yazi said, "Okay." Follow current novels on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥 Although the driver’s body was numb, his mind was still clear. This can’t be him kneeling to apologize, can it? His body is just out of his control! And they want to punish *him*? They’re the ones he tied up! How are *they* going to punish *him*? But then, he witnessed an unbelievable scene. Shi Yazi simply shook his body, and the ropes binding him fell away on their own. He even had a knife in his hand! The driver was stunned. Where did this kid get another knife? Shi Yazi used the knife to cut the ropes off his sister. Then he stood before the driver and lifted his shirt. The driver glanced down, and his pupils shrank. He was shocked to see five or six knives of varying sizes tucked into Shi Yazi’s waistband. It made the boy look like a human knife rack. The driver couldn’t help but mutter. Dammit! Am I the assassin here, or is he? How is he better armed than I am? "Sister, what kind of small punishment should we give him?" Shi Yazi squatted in front of the driver, swinging the knife in his hand. Xiaoyun said, "His ear." Shi Yazi replied, "Right, his ear." Shi Yazi placed the blade against the driver’s ear. The man was instantly terrified. He thought their "small punishment" would be a few slaps, not cutting off his ear! He couldn’t help but remember the children’s conversation in the car about roasted wild boar ears, and a chill went down his spine. Could it be they already knew something was wrong with me? That they’ve been planning to cut off my ear this whole time? "Sister, I’m going to start now," Shi Yazi said to his sister. "Okay." Xiaoyun turned on the living room TV and started watching intently. "Your ear is a bit small." Holding the knife, Shi Yazi aimed at the driver’s ear, lifting and lowering his hand, repeatedly making practice motions. "You, you, you!" The driver, foaming at the mouth, said in a panic, "If you’re really going to cut off my ear, please just get it over with! Don’t keep scaring me !" Shi Yazi asked, "Are you a coward?" The driver said, "Yes, yes! When I killed my first person years ago, I was so scared I cried!" Shi Yazi’s hand suddenly flashed down with the knife. One of the driver’s ears fell to the ground. Blood immediately began to trickle down his neck. "You’re not so cowardly," Shi Yazi said, tilting his head to look at the driver. "Your ear fell off, and you didn’t even make a sound." The driver looked miserable. "That’s because my whole body is numb! I didn’t feel any pain at all!" "Sister!" Shi Yazi heard this and turned to look at Xiaoyun. "Your snake can make people immune to pain." "Hee hee, I know!" Xiaoyun lifted her wrist. The little snake had, at some point, coiled itself around her arm again, looking just like a jade-green bracelet. Afterward, Shi Yazi picked up the severed ear with the tip of his knife, walked over to Xiaoyun, and showed it to her. Xiaoyun frowned. "Ew, it has ear hair. That’s gross." Shi Yazi nodded. "Definitely wouldn’t be tasty." Xiaoyun said, "Cut off his other ear and see if it’s clean." Shi Yazi walked back to the driver and started gesturing with the knife again. At this point, the driver had a complete mental breakdown. He was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and had met plenty of ruthless people, but he had never seen anyone so cold-blooded, and they were just children! What kind of environment creates children like these? Was it Su Xuan who taught them? It has to be! Su Xuan must be an even bigger monster! "Please, little brother, just let me keep one ear!" the driver pleaded, his eyes welling with tears. "You just cut one off, and my hearing already feels worse. If you take the other one, I might go deaf! And I promise you, my other ear isn’t clean either. I rarely wash my ears!" Shi Yazi looked the driver over. "But it doesn’t look good with just one ear." Xiaoyun chimed in while watching TV, "It’s true. Having only one ear is asymmetrical. It doesn’t look good." "I... I don’t mind!" The corner of the driver’s mouth twitched. I’d rather have one ear than lose both and have a head like a smooth gourd! And could you please stop making so much twisted sense? Damn asymmetry! How can one ear be symmetrical? "Oh, wait a minute!" The driver suddenly remembered something. "Let me perform a show for you! If I can make you happy, will you let me go?" "You can perform?" The siblings’ interest was suddenly piqued. "Yeah, yeah, I can imitate a dog barking!" The driver immediately started barking. The brother and sister shook their heads. Anyone could imitate a dog barking; that wasn’t a real talent. The driver then imitated cats, tigers, frogs, roosters... All of his imitations were shockingly lifelike, almost indistinguishable from the actual animals. It was at that moment that a figure slowly walked out from the balcony and said to the driver, "Then try imitating my voice..."