Mu Anxiao turned to look at Shen Yan, then lowered her eyes and said, "If I compare myself with you, who's afraid of whom?" As she spoke, she struggled to untie the cloth strips tied to her sleeves.
"That's enough," Shen Yan said in a low voice.
Mu Anxiao squinted sideways and whispered, "You messed with me, this is your consequence." As she took a step forward, Shen Yan reached out and grabbed the back of her collar.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked Shen Yan, looking confused.
Without a word, Shen Yan yanked Mu Anxiao forcefully backward, tossing her onto the empty ground by the table. He then calmly took a step forward and said, "My master has a rule that young masters are not allowed to use immortal techniques carelessly outside. But I," his face was devoid of any emotion, only coldness remained, "am different. I can use them." As he spoke, his palm began to glow with blue light.
Mu Anxiao lay on the ground, looking at the chair very close to her with lingering fear. After a few breaths, she said, "Shen Yan, are you trying to murder me?" As she spoke, she propped herself up on her elbows and sat up.
The girl said angrily, "You dead servant, how could you treat her like that?"
The moment the girl spoke, a warm current flowed through Mu Anxiao's heart.
"How I treat her is my own business," Shen Yan said coldly.
The girl was quite startled by Shen Yan's attitude, but wanting to achieve immortality, she mustered her courage and said, "She's foolish anyway. What if she hits her head? Will you, Miss, have to raise her then?"
Instantly, the warmth in Mu Anxiao's heart turned to ice, and the smile on her face disappeared.
The boy's face hardened.
Shen Yan said coldly, "Even if she becomes foolish, it has nothing to do with you. Please don't be so narcissistic."
"Exactly," Mu Anxiao said, standing up unsteadily. She held her waist with one hand and walked to Shen Yan's side, saying, "Even if I become foolish, it has nothing to do with you. Can you stop being so narcissistic, you little brat?"
"What did you call me?" The girl, like the boy just now, showed an displeased expression.
Seeing the girl's expression, Shen Yan took a step back and said in a low voice, "Can't you just say one less sentence?"
Mu Anxiao glanced at Shen Yan, then looked back at the girl and was startled.
"What are you two doing?" Mu Anxiao took half a step back, cautiously looking at the faint pink light glowing in their hands.
"Are you gods or something to be so arrogant?" the boy said.
The girl widened her eyes. "It's your good fortune that I fancy you, and you dare to speak to me like this? Fine, I'll let you know right now that marrying me is the most correct choice you've ever made."
"What should we do?" Mu Anxiao felt nervous.
Shen Yan sighed softly, grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm, and said, "What can we do? Run."
"Reliable," Mu Anxiao gave a thumbs-up.
"Close your eyes," Shen Yan reminded her.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao cooperatively closed her eyes. Shen Yan glanced at Mu Anxiao and said the same words as in the well, "I'll count to three, then jump."
Mu Anxiao nodded.
Shen Yan glanced at the two people who were gradually activating their powers and began to count down, "Three, two, one, jump." As he finished speaking, they jumped simultaneously.
However, there was no reaction.
Mu Anxiao frowned and said, "Did we get out?"
"No," Shen Yan released his hand and looked at the two people in front of him who were unable to use their powers.
"No?" Mu Anxiao expressed her disappointment, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the two frustrated people ahead, saying, "Based on my experience, their magic is definitely being restrained by some power. Is that what it means?"