A group of people wanting to harm an unfavored young daughter struck Feng Qishi as utterly incomprehensible.
However, considering Mu Anxiao’s past life identity and observing the woman from the immortal cultivation sect, he believed there was an undeniable connection.
“They wouldn’t… send you to the immortal cultivation sect, would they?” he voiced his speculation.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao turned to look at Feng Qishi. “…..”
The Wolf Demon interjected, “It’s possible. Otherwise, why would a servant of the immortal cultivation sect be the one designing her harm?” As he spoke, he glanced again at the young Mu Anxiao kneeling on the ground, unable to eat any more.
Lin Yan exclaimed, “She’s about to die.” He felt a cold sweat for the young Mu Anxiao.
“…..” Mu Anxiao knew she couldn’t save herself, so she didn't look at herself. Instead, after carefully mulling over Feng Qishi’s words in her mind, she replied, “It’s possible.”
Regarding Mu Xi’s claim of being her benefactor, Mu Anxiao believed it was merely an excuse. At this moment, she recalled the feigned death of Wang Wu, and the girl and young man who had suddenly disappeared.
However, without a clear outcome, she dared not make a firm conclusion, thus her casual reply.
Feng Qishi said, “We’ll know after listening for a while.”
“Mm,” Mu Anxiao nodded.
A quarter of an hour later.
Mu Anxiao and the others stopped by the pillars in front of the reception hall.
Lin Yan stood beside Mu Anxiao, still recalling the scene of the young Mu Anxiao being beaten by the two maids. His heart ached as he asked, “Does it hurt?” He turned to look at Mu Anxiao.
Hurt?
Mu Anxiao had long experienced such pain. Watching the young Mu Anxiao being beaten only made her understand more profoundly that she was an unlikable child.
And the word ‘hatred’ would only hinder her path to becoming an immortal. Therefore, she could only completely forget all the resentment she held towards the people here.
“You’d have to ask my childhood self,” she replied perfunctorily, adopting an attitude of completing a mission.
Lin Yan said, “I wish I could ask.” He was still concerned about the young Mu Anxiao.
The Wolf Demon stated, “It’s all been guessed correctly. Do you think,” he looked at the Mu father sitting in the grand armchair, and his children and other relatives who had appeared from who-knows-where on the chairs on either side, “you still need to listen to them speak?”
“Yes,” Mu Anxiao said, crossing her arms. She scanned them, her gaze finally settling on Mu Xi, who was sitting next to the woman from the immortal cultivation sect. “I feel their relationship is unusual.”
“She’s his benefactor,” the Wolf Demon asserted presumptuously.
Mu Anxiao shook her head slightly. “It’s more than just a benefactor relationship.”
“You’re not going to say… he’s involved with that woman, are you?” Feng Qishi asked directly.
Mu Anxiao nodded.
“I truly can’t fathom your thoughts,” the Wolf Demon said, rejecting such a topic.
Lin Yan agreed, “Exactly. That woman is clearly older than Mu Xi. Moreover, if she’s from the immortal cultivation sect, then by rights, Mu Xi shouldn’t have died. And besides, the Mu Xi over there never mentioned such a woman?”
Hearing Lin Yan’s fluent conjecture, Feng Qishi smiled with satisfaction. “Disciple, well done. You’re using your brain now.”
“…..” Lin Yan chuckled upon hearing Feng Qishi’s words. “Master, your praise almost makes me embarrassed.”
“How sickening,” the Wolf Demon commented, shivering as he looked at Feng Qishi and Lin Yan.
Seizing the opportunity presented by Lin Yan’s words, Mu Anxiao focused her gaze on Mu Xi and the woman. She then noticed… the woman was holding Mu Xi’s hand.
She was surprised by this.
Feng Qishi, noticing Mu Anxiao’s obvious surprise, frowned. He then followed her gaze towards Mu Xi and exclaimed, “They really do have a connection.”
Mu Anxiao: “…..” She lowered her eyes, recalling Mu Xi’s words about her pushing him. Then, looking at the fearful expression Mu Xi cast towards the woman, and thinking about the maid from earlier, she said, “Things are not simple.”
“Mm,” Feng Qishi agreed with Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao: “…..” She glanced at Feng Qishi and fell silent.
Over there.
Mu father, seated in the grand armchair, suddenly stood up and spoke, “I know many relatives have questions they want to ask. Today, you may ask.”
Hearing Mu father’s words, Mu Anxiao’s nerves inexplicably tensed.
Feng Qishi and the Wolf Demon exchanged a glance at Mu Anxiao and remained silent.
Then, an old man with a white beard stood up and said, “Why are you only telling us today that your youngest child is a daughter?”
“Didn’t you say your youngest child died?”
“Didn’t you say it was a son?”
“That’s right, that’s right,” they chorused.
Amidst the clamor, Mu father, being the only official in the Mu family, had countless eyes fixed upon him. Everyone was plotting to see him make a fool of himself.
Therefore, he had always acted with extreme caution, but Mu Anxiao had disrupted it all.
These events traced back to when Mu mother was pregnant with Mu Anxiao. At that time, a fortune-teller predicted that the child she bore would bring good fortune.
In their minds, children who brought good fortune were always sons. From then on, they spread the news that Mu mother was expecting a son.
However, when the time came, it was a daughter who was born, and that daughter was Mu Anxiao.
Consequently, they were struck by disappointment. It was also for this reason that Mu Anxiao became disdained.
After that year, they became a laughingstock in the eyes of their family. Some began to fabricate all sorts of rumors about the matter.
Of course, they appeared unfazed on the surface, but in private, they took out all their frustrations on Mu Anxiao.
When Mu Anxiao was five years old, people from the immortal cultivation sect arrived at the residence. That person told Mu father that if he sent Mu Anxiao to the immortal cultivation sect when she was ten, Mu father’s reputation would be restored.
However, before that, the family had to be gathered to clarify matters for such an effect.
Thus, in order to salvage his reputation, Mu father gathered them all here.
And now, their words left him unsure how to respond.
Hearing their words, Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao with surprise and asked, “You haven’t met these people?”
“No.”
From childhood to adulthood, Mu Anxiao’s visits here were few and far between. During festivals and holidays, she always came via the servant’s exclusive path.
She remembered when she was five years old, she thought she could return, and her mother had accepted her.
Unexpectedly, upon announcing her arrival at the front gate, Mu Anxiao was unceremoniously driven away.
When she was six, she didn’t manage to escape and was encountered by a relative. At that time, she was standing behind her sister. Just as she was anticipating being introduced by her mother, she was thoroughly scorned by the relative and finally driven away by her mother.
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