"What do you think," Mu Anxiao retorted, stepping forward and binding Wan Sha's hand, which the Yin Messenger had been dragging, with a silver rope.
The Yin Messenger looked down at Mu Anxiao's actions from close range, then released his grip. "Fine, the dagger got away. It's acceptable for her to accompany you."
Upon hearing this, Wan Sha froze and looked at the Yin Messenger, asking, "What do you mean?"
"You must know that I am about to be captured," Mu Anxiao said, tightening the silver rope with her good hand.
"Let me go."
"I won't," Mu Anxiao replied, turning her head towards the direction Lin Yan had run off to. "Imposter, it seems you're useless now."
"..." Wan Sha dared not voice her conspiracy with the fake Lin Yan in front of the Yin Messenger, so she remained silent.
Seeing Wan Sha's silence, Mu Anxiao sneered and looked at the Yin Messenger, "Where are we going now?"
"The entrance is not far."
"Let's go," Mu Anxiao compromised, intentionally coiling the silver rope around her wrist. "Wan Sha, if I die, you'll be my worthy backup."
"You..."
The Yin Messenger interrupted, "Follow me, and I won't bind you."
"Thanks."
Meanwhile.
Lin Yan weaved through the crowd and arrived at the center of the street, immediately spotting Feng Qishi.
At the same moment, the dagger in Feng Qishi's arms sensed Lin Yan's soul presence and began to struggle within his embrace.
Feng Qishi, who was in conversation with the elder, felt the dagger's movement and quickly said, "Elder, please wait a moment." Fearing the elder might notice something amiss, he deliberately covered his chest.
The dagger was pinned down by Feng Qishi, unable to move.
The elder, seeing Feng Qishi's pale face, asked, "What's wrong?"
Feng Qishi replied, "Oh, my stomach is a bit upset. I need to go to the privy." With that, he turned and walked away.
The elder smiled faintly.
However, this was precisely the effect the dagger desired. The moment Feng Qishi left, it stopped struggling.
Seeing this, Lin Yan hurried through the crowd towards Feng Qishi, but due to the density of people, he still couldn't catch up.
A few minutes later.
Feng Qishi stopped before a dead-end alley not far from the street, then pulled out the dagger. "You are indeed acting strangely."
Immediately, the dagger shot out from his hand and transformed into human form. "You've seen through me."
"You killed those people," Feng Qishi's eyes widened.
The dagger replied, "It wasn't me; I was controlled."
"Controlled?"
"Yes, my master is Mu Anxiao."
At this moment, the dagger knew that only by sowing discord between Feng Qishi and Mu Anxiao, and by brainwashing Feng Qishi, could she truly succeed.
"...." Feng Qishi glared coldly at the dagger.
"My master said to come back and check on you."
"When did she become your master?"
"She..." The dagger, aware of the relationship between Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi, deliberately paused to avoid arousing suspicion. "The underworld."
"...." Feng Qishi had no intention of trusting the dagger.
Seeing Feng Qishi's silence, the dagger's heart tightened. "I am telling the truth."
"Truth or lies, those lives were taken by you."
"It was Mu Anxiao."
"How much hatred do you have for that fool Mu that you would falsely accuse her to my face?"
"She is my master; how could I possibly have hatred for her?" the dagger stated earnestly. "Besides, don't you think, if she didn't have means, do you think I could have escaped from the Yin Messenger?"
"Means?" Feng Qishi sneered. "I know better than you whether she has means. Tell me, who sent you to do this."
"I..."
"If you wish to be swept away by the wind," Feng Qishi said, raising his left hand, which glowed blue, "then tell me the truth."
"I am not lying; I was truly by Mu Anxiao..."
"Mu Anxiao cherishes her weapons the most; she wouldn't just discard them carelessly."
"I... I am not lying," the dagger lowered its head.
"Still lying," Feng Qishi stated, taking a step back and pointing his palm directly at the dagger's face. "Goodbye." With that, the wind arrived and enveloped the dagger.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi retreated a few steps.
The next second, before the dagger could even speak, she was swept upwards by the wind.
Feng Qishi looked up at the dagger being carried away by the wind, recalling Mu Anxiao's words before she left: "He is not your disciple at all. In three days, I will make you apologize to me."
Recalling Mu Anxiao's two sentences, he sighed. Then, thinking about the dagger's despicable actions just now and the sudden disappearance of the fake Lin Yan, he muttered, "Could it be that Mu Anxiao was right?" As he turned, he saw Lin Yan suddenly appear within his line of sight.
Lin Yan said, "Master."
Feng Qishi: "...." His face was filled with shock, and he deliberately took a step back.
"Master, I am Lin Yan. Mu Anxiao sent me to find you," Lin Yan said, slowly drifting towards Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi: "Are you truly Lin Yan?"
At this moment, he believed Mu Anxiao's words even more.
Lin Yan choked back a sob, but no tears fell. He said, "Master, an imposter took over my body and caused me to lose my identity."
Knowing time was limited, he directly told Feng Qishi.
After what had just happened, Feng Qishi was more receptive to all of this.
Then, he slowly stepped forward, walked up to Lin Yan, and looked unintentionally at the hole in front of Lin Yan, exclaiming, "This is your wound."
"Yes," Lin Yan nodded.
"I'm sorry." Feng Qishi's thoughts returned to the day Lin Yan died, and his tears flowed uncontrollably.
Lin Yan continued, "Master, please don't apologize to me. All your disciple can do now is to help you clear your mind and not be deceived by that imposter again."
"You..."
Unexpectedly, just as Feng Qishi uttered a word, the voice of the fake Lin Yan came from a distance, "Master, save me."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yan's body stiffened. He turned his head to look in the direction of the voice and said, "Master, I have to go now."
"For..."
"My body is rejecting me. As long as the fake Lin Yan doesn't leave, I cannot get close to my body. Master, please help me."
"How can I help you?" Feng Qishi also sensed the danger.
Lin Yan replied, "Expel him from my body. There are only three days left." With that, he vanished.
This time, Feng Qishi was completely awakened. He knew more clearly that Mu Anxiao's words were true.
Moments later.
The fake Lin Yan ran over anxiously.
Feng Qishi knew that if he exposed him directly, the fake Lin Yan would not cooperate. Therefore, the moment he saw the fake Lin Yan, he deliberately called out, "What's wrong?"
The fake Lin Yan, panting, stopped in front of Feng Qishi and said, "Master, a wolf demon."
However, the moment he uttered the words "wolf demon," a wolf demon descended from the sky and landed behind him. "Why are you running? I'm not going to eat you."