Before coming up, Feng Qishi had instructed the woman in green not to tell her sisters about this matter, lest they lose their lives.
If you don't want to die, keep this matter buried deep within your heart.
The woman in green, to preserve her life, heeded Feng Qishi's words.
Now, as they exchanged glances, the woman in green understood his meaning, saying, "We can't eat this much anymore."
"We understand," they replied in unison.
In the blink of an eye, the matters here were resolved.
However, the lives of those burly men had ultimately been lost.
Mu Anxiao stood in the center of the room, glancing at the candle flame flickering slightly in the breeze, then at Er, who was tidying the bed. "You're done."
Immediately, Er hesitated with his back turned, then slowly turned to face Mu Anxiao. "As you said, I am here for the inner core."
"..."
Er glanced at Mu Anxiao and the others, then continued, "This shop belongs to me." xxs one
Mu Anxiao asked, "There's no owner?"
Er shook his head slightly. "There wasn't, but now there is."
"Who?"
"Whoever gives me the inner core becomes my boss."
"Where is he?"
"He appears and disappears without a fixed location, but he will come tomorrow."
Mu Anxiao listened to Er's nonsensical reply, thinking about the deadly "black heart" set meal. She said coldly, "That's not right."
Er: "..." His gaze flickered.
Xu Lan asked, "What's not right?"
Mu Anxiao frowned, and before she could respond to Xu Lan's question, she stepped forward to Er and said, "In this inn, it's just you."
"Yes." Er's gaze did not waver.
Mu Anxiao: "..." She let out a cold laugh.
"I'm telling the truth."
"The truth," Mu Anxiao repeated, a smile spreading across her lips. She instantly conjured the Soul Sword, "Then let's see if the Soul Sword is faster, or if your truth is faster." As she spoke, she slowly raised the Soul Sword.
Earlier, Mu Anxiao had not noticed anything amiss with Er.
But from the moment he inexplicably started tidying the bed and uttered those words, Mu Anxiao had sensed that something was wrong with him.
In other words, there was no truth in his words.
Seeing this, Er quickly took half a step back, his knees hitting the edge of the bed. "Don't kill me." Having said that, he lost his balance and sat on the edge of the bed.
Mu Anxiao intentionally stepped forward, lifted her leg, and stepped onto the bed Er had just tidied. "I hate it most when people lie to me. You, don't push my limits."
"..." Er looked down at Mu Anxiao's foot, then at the Soul Sword emitting a dazzling blue light, and pouted.
Then, he began to cry.
Xu Lan looked at Mu Anxiao, who had become brave again, and said, "I really suspect there's something wrong with her here." She pointed to her head.
Feng Qishi asked, "Why?"
"Look, when she first came in, she was so scared, and now she's like this. And earlier, she was clearly timid but wouldn't admit it. I really don't understand her. Anyway, this is just my conclusion." Xu Lan continued to point to her head.
Xu Lan: "Some people use courage to embolden themselves, but based on my observation, she does the opposite."
"How so?" Feng Qishi shifted his gaze back to Xu Lan.
Xu Lan's lips curved. "The more timid she appears, the greater her courage. In other words, her timidity is just an illusion. In fact, she already has a way to deal with the enemy."
Feng Qishi: "..."
Seeing Feng Qishi fall silent, Xu Lan asked, "What, am I wrong?"
However, Feng Qishi had no intention of replying.
He could never guess Mu Anxiao's courage.
Sometimes, she was brave enough to sacrifice her own life.
And sometimes, she would act selfishly and flee.
In short, he didn't want to guess what kind of person Mu Anxiao was psychologically.
As for Xu Lan's words, he took them as mere listening.
He thought, only she herself knew what Mu Anxiao was truly thinking.
"Perhaps," he smiled politely.
Xu Lan asserted, "She is nothing like Gu An."
"Really!"
"Yes, but I am happy for her that she could be reincarnated again."
"..." Feng Qishi smiled faintly.
Xu Lan glanced at Xu Lan, then at Er, who was half-speaking and half-crying over there. "I suspect he is imitating those women."
Feng Qishi: "..." He nodded slightly.
Xu Lan sneered, "...."
Mu Anxiao had the same thought as Xu Lan.
At this moment, she calmly looked at the hoarse-voiced Er and said, "Hey, have you cried enough yet!" As she spoke, she used one hand to take out a handkerchief and tossed it onto Er's face.
Er sobbed, picked up the handkerchief, wiped away the few remaining tears on his face, and said, "Please let me go."
Mu Anxiao: "..." She smiled. "As long as you tell the truth, I'll let you go."
Then, Er blew his nose with Mu Anxiao's handkerchief and said, "Everything I said is the truth."
"I'll ask you one last time, is it just you in this inn?"
Er, crying, replied, "It's just me."
"Again!" Mu Anxiao's eyes sharpened.
Er: "Yes..." He spat out the word and asked, "What exactly do you want?"
"Do you not understand what I'm saying?"
"I'm not your confidant, how could I possibly understand you," Er said pitifully. "I don't know what you're thinking."
Mu Anxiao looked at Er's deliberately wronged expression and thought that he was used to feigning pity.
So, she said, "If there's only you in this inn, then tell me, who cooked the dishes."
"The cook."
"The cook," Mu Anxiao nodded slightly. "Very well, let me ask you again, if the cook cooked the dishes, then, you and the cook combined, how many are there?"
"One."
Mu Anxiao: "...." A wave surged within her.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Immediately, Mu Anxiao placed the Soul Sword on Er's head. "How many? Answer properly, or I'll split your skull."
At the same time, Er dared not look at the beam of light, closing his eyes. "Don't chop my skull, I beg you." He clasped his hands together.
"If you don't want to be chopped, tell the truth," Mu Anxiao said, tapping his head with the Soul Sword.
Er's hair stood on end, and he said, "This is the boss's room."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao frowned. "...."
"There are three in total. Me, the boss, and the cook," Er added urgently.
Mu Anxiao: "...." The corner of her mouth turned up, and she removed the Soul Sword.
Then, Er slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.
Feng Qishi calmly watched Er, who had been frightened into telling the truth by Mu Anxiao, and smiled.
Xu Lan asked, "Master, is his statement credible?"
Xu Lan: "I don't know. It depends on what Mu Anxiao thinks."