"She bullied Hu Yuan, causing him indelible psychological trauma. This debt," Mu Anxiao tilted her head, "how do you plan to settle it?"
"It has nothing to do with me. My main job is to protect her and her elder sister."
"Her elder sister?" Mu Anxiao was surprised.
"The female classmate at the next table is her elder sister," Zhang Yan said.
"Is she related?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Zhang Yan shook his head, "They are not related by blood, just by a grandfather. They are his grandfather's most precious granddaughters, so he... before he died, he asked me to protect them."
"If he asked you to protect them, why didn't you say so earlier?" Mu Anxiao asked.
"This kind of thing probably isn't necessary to mention," Zhang Yan averted his gaze.
"It may not be necessary in your opinion, but in my opinion, it is very necessary," Mu Anxiao said, looking down at Hu Yuan who was lying on the ground. "Since you are going to protect her, then from now on, we are enemies."
"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Yan frowned.
Mu Anxiao glared at Zhang Yan and said nothing.
Feng Qishi, as a bystander, understood the situation and stood up, walking to Zhang Yan's side and saying, "It means you have become adversaries."
Zhang Yan looked at Feng Qishi in disbelief, then back at Mu Anxiao and said, "You're becoming my enemy for the sake of a wolf demon?"
Mu Anxiao let out a cold snort, "You can become an unfeeling grandfather for such a wicked woman, can't I deal with you for Hu Yuan?"
"You..."
"Enough with the 'you.' Hu Yuan's health is already poor, and I don't have time to waste with you," Mu Anxiao interrupted, turning to Hu Yuan's side. "Feng Qishi, come here for a moment."
Feng Qishi furrowed his brows and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Come here," Mu Anxiao beckoned.
Feng Qishi glanced at Zhang Yan, then eventually cooperated and walked forward, asking, "What is it?"
"Carry him," Mu Anxiao pointed at Hu Yuan.
Feng Qishi sneered, "Why should I carry him? He looks heavy, I can't carry him."
"Fine, if that's the case, I won't consider your situation anymore," Mu Anxiao pointed at Feng Qishi.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qishi quickly bent down and, in a few swift moves, lifted Hu Yuan and hoisted him onto his shoulder.
"Is he heavy?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Qishi carried Hu Yuan with apparent ease, saying, "What's so heavy about a sickly person?"
"I'm not a sickly person," Hu Yuan said weakly.
Feng Qishi wryly tilted his face and said, "Alright, alright, you're not. You're not."
Hearing Feng Qishi's words, Hu Yuan closed his eyes again.
Mu Anxiao looked at Hu Yuan's downward-facing head and asked, "Won't he be uncomfortable carried like that?"
"Then how do you want me to do it?" Feng Qishi asked, clearly annoyed.
"Carry him like this," Mu Anxiao, noticing Feng Qishi's growing displeasure, said, "he'll be more comfortable. Otherwise, what if he dies by the time you take him to the hospital?"
The mention of death immediately made Feng Qishi bend down, gently place Hu Yuan on the ground, and then stand up, stretching his limbs. "Wait a moment, let me recover."
"Let me help you," Zhang Yan said, walking forward with a look of guilt.
Mu Anxiao said coldly, "No need."
"Don't be like that," Zhang Yan became inexplicably solicitous.
"Go take care of your fake granddaughter. We are not on the same path," Mu Anxiao said bluntly.
Zhang Yan chuckled awkwardly, "No, I have no choice. A while ago, I received the news too late. Her elder sister was injured, and I didn't even know. So... I don't want to see her get hurt again. You should understand."
"I didn't see her getting hurt; I only saw her hurting others," Mu Anxiao said.
"I..." Zhang Yan seemed conflicted. "It's not that I'm saying this, but do you think she has the ability to hurt a boy? That doesn't make sense. It must be that Hu Yuan is too weak, or perhaps Hu Yuan is... concealing something."
"Are you implying that Hu Yuan is lying?" Mu Anxiao glared at Zhang Yan.
"That's not what I meant, I just..."
"Stop," Mu Anxiao raised a hand and said, "Speaking of which, did you recognize Hu Yuan yesterday? And didn't you also hear what Hu Yuan said to me today?"
"I heard it, but that doesn't prove anything," Zhang Yan's face stiffened, and he continued, "Also, I wasn't sure yesterday because I hadn't seen him in a long time. In other words, you called me today, and after I came to the school to find you, I realized that Ma Yan was the person Hu Yuan wanted revenge on. I was worried the wolf demon would harm Ma Yan, so I intervened. But," he said, "you're not being fair. The wolf demon cast a spell on Ma Yan, and you didn't help to remove it. If you had, I wouldn't have had to step in."
"If I had removed it, I guarantee," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at Hu Yuan, who was being carried by Feng Qishi, "that your so-called granddaughter's fate would have been even worse, because she is the primary cause of Hu Yuan's resentment."
"Speaking of which, Hu Yuan is also quite cowardly. He doesn't resist when being bullied and needs the elders to help him. Truly..." Zhang Yan sighed, "too much of a worry."
"This matter originally had nothing to do with you. Now, congratulations," Mu Anxiao clapped her hands, "you've successfully been drawn into this by your fake granddaughter, and we've become enemies."
"Enemy sounds so unpleasant," Zhang Yan said with a smile.
"Since you know it sounds unpleasant, have your fake granddaughter think about how to apologize to Hu Yuan. The pain she has caused him over the years... no," Mu Anxiao's eyes darkened, "I don't think a simple 'sorry' can solve the problem. Forget I said anything." With that, she patted Feng Qishi's shoulder.
Feng Qishi didn't say a word and walked ahead.
Mu Anxiao cast one last look at Ma Yan, who was lying on the ground, and then followed Feng Qishi.
Zhang Yan watched Mu Anxiao's retreating back, then looked down at Ma Yan and said, "If I hadn't promised your grandfather, I wouldn't bother with you." Saying this, he crouched down and cast a spell to erase Ma Yan's superfluous memories.
Immediately, Ma Yan moved her eyelids, then opened her eyes, looked at Zhang Yan, and called out, "Grandpa."
"You know I'm your grandpa, get up quickly," Zhang Yan pulled Ma Yan's arm.
Ma Yan stood up with Zhang Yan's help and asked, "Where is that guy?"
"That guy was taken away by an ambulance," Zhang Yan said in a low tone.
Ma Yan's eyes widened, "He's not dead, is he?"
"If he were dead, you wouldn't be here. But speaking of which, Ma Yan, you're quite something, bullying a patient. Don't you feel ashamed? You..."
"You're not my real grandpa, why do you care about me?" Ma Yan interrupted, glaring at Zhang Yan before turning and leaving.
Zhang Yan stood frozen, watching Ma Yan's figure gradually recede, and chuckled, "Helping her was also a mistake."