"I say," Feng Qishi sighed, seeing Mu Anxiao's excited expression, "that old man really brought the monster. It's already inside."
"Why didn't you follow?"
"If I followed, Big Sister, if I went in, wouldn't they discover me? Besides, if I went in and you didn't see me, you'd surely worry."
"What are you thinking?" Mu Anxiao didn't expect Feng Qishi to be so narcissistic. She glared at him and walked ahead.
Feng Qishi clicked his tongue, looking sideways at Mu Anxiao's retreating back. Just as he was about to call out, the old man walked up beside him. "Don't call out anymore. Keep up." With that, the old man followed Mu Anxiao.
Feng Qishi felt that this matter had little to do with him and Mu Anxiao, as it was the old man's own wish. He had come only to tell Mu Anxiao about it, so she wouldn't have to worry about the old man.
Who knew that reality would develop in a completely different direction from his thoughts?
He sighed again and walked in the direction Mu Anxiao had gone.
The house.
The old man's grandson, after relentless effort, cornered Mu Xiang. He snatched the jade stone from her hand, tucked it into his robes, grabbed her by the neck, and shoved her against the wall.
The next second, Mu Xiang's back slammed heavily against the wall. She looked at the bulging veins on the old man's grandson's face with a contorted expression, struggling weakly. Her arms hung limply at her sides, and tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.
The old man's grandson looked at Mu Xiang with malevolence and said, "Thank me..."
Before he could finish speaking, a red light struck him from the sky, hitting his back heavily. The sudden pain caused him to release his grip on Mu Xiang's neck.
The moment the old man's grandson loosened his hold, Mu Xiang's legs gave way. She slid down the wall and sat on the ground, gently clutching her neck and gasping for fresh air.
As Mu Xiang sat down, the old man's grandson knelt before her. Enduring the oppressive pain in his back, he gasped for breath and said, "What did you do to me?"
Hearing this, Mu Xiang slowly raised her eyes, too weak to speak, and shook her head.
"If she dies, no one can help me. You really know how to cause trouble for me."
Mu Xiang hadn't expected that it was Wan Sha who saved her at the last moment. But thinking of Wan Sha's words earlier, she was unsure whether to be grateful or fearful of her.
Hearing Wan Sha's voice behind him, the old man's grandson frowned. He endured the pain, stood up with difficulty, and slowly turned towards Wan Sha, gasping, "Who are you?"
"I am her mother," Wan Sha smiled at the old man's grandson, "Do you believe me?"
"How is that possible?" Fear flickered across the old man's grandson's face.
"..." Wan Sha enjoyed seeing the old man's grandson's expression. She snorted and said, "Hand it over." She held out her hand.
"Hand over what?" the old man's grandson feigned ignorance.
Wan Sha: "You know perfectly well what you took. I advise you to hand it over quickly, or else..." Her eyes began to glow red, "Don't blame me for being impolite."
Startled by her gaze, the old man's grandson quickly took the jade stone from his robes and handed it to Wan Sha. "Here."
Given the circumstances, Wan Sha didn't intend to take the jade stone. Instead, she leaned forward and looked at Mu Xiang, who was still sitting on the ground, struggling to catch her breath. "Give it to her."
"You are her mother, isn't this stone yours?"
"..." Wan Sha frowned at the old man's grandson's nonsensical remark. She turned to him and said, "If you say one more word, I'll cut out your tongue."
"Tongue..." The old man's grandson stammered, quickly turned, took a step forward, bent down, and handed the jade stone to Mu Xiang. "Your mother gave it to you."
"..." Mu Xiang's face was deathly pale. With trembling hands, she took the jade stone and said, "She is not my mother." As she spoke, recalling the events, she clutched the jade stone tightly.
The old man's grandson straightened up and said, "In any case, you're both monsters."
"My mother is not a monster," Mu Xiang said softly, slowly tilting her head to look at the old man's grandson. "If you say my mother is a monster again, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Your mother... is a monster. She admitted it herself," the old man's grandson continued to provoke Mu Xiang.
Seeing that Mu Xiang was acting strangely, Wan Sha deliberately took a step back.
Then, Mu Xiang furrowed her brows, leaned on a nearby stone, and slowly stood up. "My mother is not a monster," she said, suddenly lifting her face, her eyes glowing green.
Wan Sha had merely wanted to see what the jade stone was and, incidentally, to save Mu Xiang!
Who knew she would encounter such a situation? At this moment, she too was astonished.
"...."
"You are indeed a monster," the old man's grandson said, hastily backing away a few steps. He turned, looking anxiously at Wan Sha. "You are her mother, what's wrong with her?"
"I am not her mother."
"But you just..."
"I lied to you," Wan Sha said, stepping back, turning, and raising her arms before flying directly onto the rooftop.
Following Wan Sha's movement, the old man's grandson looked up and shouted, "Save me!"
Wan Sha, standing above, hadn't spoken yet when Mu Xiang smashed the jade stone heavily into the old man's grandson's knee. He then fell to his knees.
As the old man's grandson knelt, the jade stone flew back into Mu Xiang's hand.
"My mother is not a monster," she said, walking behind the old man's grandson. "You forced me."
The old man's grandson, sweating profusely from the pain, said without lifting his head, "I was wrong, please let me go."
"No," Mu Xiang said, walking around to face the old man's grandson. She squatted down and grabbed his neck.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao and the old man stopped outside the old man's house.
Mu Anxiao looked at the man who opened the door with excitement and asked, "You're You Ping's son, right?"
"Who are you?" the man retorted coldly.
Feng Qishi, to avoid dealing with them, hid in a tree.
"I am..." Mu Anxiao touched the back of her head, then peeked inside and said, "I am the one who saved your mother."
"You saved my mother?"
"Yes, has your mother recently..." Mu Anxiao paused, then fabricated, "Lost her appetite, been incontinent, and also, particularly likes to lose her temper with you and talk about her last wishes."
"...."
Seeing the man's silence, Mu Anxiao thought she had guessed correctly and continued, "Does your mother get a fever every night and require her children to be by her side to serve her? And also..."
"Shut up," the man growled, grabbing Mu Anxiao by her collar. "You brat, if you say one more word, I'll hit you." He raised his fist.
Mu Anxiao was stunned. She looked up cautiously at the man's raised fist and gave a dry laugh. "I really am, the one who saved your mother..."
Before she could finish speaking, the man swung his fist directly towards her face.
Knowing she couldn't escape, Mu Anxiao quickly closed her eyes.