As the wind stirred, listening to the male boss's reply from inside, Feng Qishi's heart sank. He dropped his hand and quickly turned to look at the demonic energy above, thinking, it’s the dagger.
With that thought, he ran off.
The next moment, the male boss opened the door, peered outside, and muttered, "Huh, when did I close the door?" He then glanced at the beggar sitting across the street and asked, "Hey, where did the person who knocked just now go?"
The beggar sat on the ground, looked up at the male boss, whose tone was very stiff, paused for a moment, then picked up his tattered bowl and said, "Sir, give me some silver, and I'll tell you."
"Then you'd better not say anything." The male boss turned and went back inside after glaring at the beggar.
The beggar let out a soft snort, put down the tattered bowl in his hand, and continued to lazily wait for someone to offer him alms.
Over by the woods.
Mu Anxiao stood in front of a tree with the Yin Messenger.
The Yin Messenger glanced cautiously to both sides and asked, "Mu Anxiao, are you invisible?"
"Why should I be invisible?"
Hearing this, the Yin Messenger was startled, "You just came out directly?" He pointed at the tree.
Mu Anxiao didn't even look at the tree and said, "If I don't come out directly, should I sneak out? Besides," she looked around, "there's no one around here. If I come out however I want, no one will see me." xxs壹贰
"If you're seen, you'll just have to wait..."
"Simple, then you can help erase that person's memory." Mu Anxiao said, pulling out a booklet from her懷 and glancing at it, "It's getting late."
"What do you want to say?" the Yin Messenger asked, staring at the booklet in Mu Anxiao's hand.
Mu Anxiao: "Three hours, I won't be able to sleep tonight. This mission," she thought of the daily routine of mortals and sighed, "I'm afraid it's difficult."
"Do you think you can succeed?"
"Whether I can succeed is not up to me. I just want to hurry."
"Hurry, then I think what you said is just nonsense."
"You're the one talking nonsense." Mu Anxiao glanced at the Yin Messenger, turned to the first page, and said, "Alright, let's start by looking for this ninety-year-old man."
"Where are you going to look for him?"
"Is this inside the city or outside the city?"
"Inside the city?"
"Inside the city? Then let's leave the city now."
"What does that ninety-year-old man you mentioned do?"
"Let me put it this way, his body was occupied by someone. Now, I think that person has already come out of his body, and with that, he can help me." Mu Anxiao said, waving the booklet in front of the Yin Messenger's face.
"No, I don't quite understand what you mean?"
"It's right that you don't understand. In short, you just need to follow me." Mu Anxiao said, looking to both sides, "Lead the way."
"You don't know the way?"
"I just came out suddenly, and my mind is a bit muddled."
The Yin Messenger was speechless, turned, and led the way.
Next, as Mu Anxiao was about to walk out of the woods with the Yin Messenger, Feng Qishi walked towards them, "Mu the fool?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao furrowed her brow, stopped with the Yin Messenger, glanced at Feng Qishi who was walking towards them, and asked, "Shen the madman, what are you doing here?"
Feng Qishi: "You're alright now." He stopped in front of Mu Anxiao and politely glanced at the Yin Messenger.
The Yin Messenger nodded politely.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the Yin Messenger, who suddenly became shy, and said, "I'm fine. It seems you're very disappointed."
"Why should I be disappointed?"
"Because this proves that your disciple did it."
"You..." Feng Qishi didn't bother to argue with Mu Anxiao on this matter, then looked down at her injured hands and said, "One of your hands hasn't healed yet, and the other one is injured again. Mu the fool, you're really something."
Mu Anxiao looked down at her own hands and said disdainfully, "Can you speak properly? Are you looking for a fight?"
"I..." Feng Qishi spread out his hands, "Let me see your hand."
Mu Anxiao let out a cold snort, "I don't need you. You'd better go and look at your disciple more carefully, lest you be sad when we take him away later."
"I won't let you take him away." Feng Qishi still held out his hands.
"It's not up to you. Let me tell you, don't be too confident."
"Let me see your hand."
"I don't need you to heal me."
"..." Feng Qishi sighed and turned to the Yin Messenger, "You go do what you need to do."
The Yin Messenger: "..." His eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his face to Mu Anxiao, "Then I'll leave first."
Immediately, Mu Anxiao, enduring the pain of her injuries, grabbed the Yin Messenger's arm, "You're not allowed to leave."
"You this..." The Yin Messenger glanced at Feng Qishi and said, "It wouldn't be good for me to stay."
Mu Anxiao found what the Yin Messenger said strange, so she frowned, "When I told you not to come down earlier, and you insisted on following, why didn't you think it wouldn't be good to follow me?"
"This..." The Yin Messenger still had some fear of Feng Qishi, "This, he wasn't here just now."
"He was here, so you can't stay?"
"Of course."
"When you insisted on asking me to go down, didn't you think about whether he was here or not?"
"At that time," the Yin Messenger cautiously glanced at Feng Qishi and gave a silly laugh, "He wasn't here, was he?"
Mu Anxiao: "Say that again."
Feng Qishi calmly watched Mu Anxiao, who was intentionally ignoring him, then looked at the Yin Messenger, who was afraid of him. He said, "Mu the fool, give me your hand. You," he looked at the Yin Messenger, "don't need to leave."
Hearing this, the Yin Messenger turned back to Feng Qishi and gave a silly laugh, "It wouldn't be good for me to stay, would it?"
"I asked you to leave just now because I was afraid you would steal my techniques. Now, it seems you don't have to leave. Just turn around later."
"Okay." The Yin Messenger compromised.
Immediately, Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's hand, which was still tightly grasping the Yin Messenger's arm, and said, "Mu the fool, setting aside my disciple for now, if you don't treat this injury soon, it might be detrimental to your hand."
"I know, but Xu Lan has already healed me. Now I'm just waiting for it to fully recover. As for the rest," Mu Anxiao said, "you don't need to worry about it."
Feng Qishi also knew about the relationship between Xu Lan and Gu An.
So when Mu Anxiao said this, his heart sank, "Mu the fool, what do you mean by saying that?"
"What do I mean?"
"You know you are in my heart..."
"Your heart only has that imposter now. Don't think of using these sweet words to brainwash me. My injury," Mu Anxiao said, coldly looking at Feng Qishi, "doesn't need you to manage."
At this moment, Feng Qishi really wanted to tell Mu Anxiao all his thoughts. If he did, the misunderstanding between them could be resolved.
However, because of the dagger's presence in the vicinity, he couldn't act rashly.
"Fine, then I won't concern myself with you. I wish you and Xu Lan happiness."