As the wind began to stir, Mu Anxiao twisted her head to glance at the frowning devil-kings. She deliberately said, "Brother, why do you like to attract so much attention? You are a devil, yet you cultivate immortal energy on yourself. Are you eager to set yourself on fire in this demon realm? I truly don't know what you're thinking." She clapped Feng Qishi hard on the shoulder.
Following her words, the devil-kings shifted their gazes as Mu Anxiao spoke.
Feng Qishi glanced at the contemptuous individuals and asked, "Where did you learn this?"
"Where else would I learn it? Xiang Nang taught me," Mu Anxiao replied. She turned to look at Shen Xian, who had turned his attention their way, and whispered, "Quick, push me away."
Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, Piao also looked towards Shen Xian.
Then, Feng Qishi squinted and grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm, flinging her away.
Amidst a flurry of noise, she landed on the ground.
Seeing Mu Anxiao fall, the small devils nearby scattered.
Mu Anxiao tilted her head up, looking at the enraged Feng Qishi, and shouted, "Brother Shen, don't you recognize me? You and I used to be very close. Have you forgotten?" As she spoke, she stood up, deliberately smearing dirt onto her face with her hands, then straightened her hat and walked back towards Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi said, "What do you mean? I just wanted to show off a bit, and you exposed me." With that, he reached out and pushed Mu Anxiao's head forcefully.
Mu Anxiao's head snapped back, and she said, "Before, didn't you also like to..."
Mid-sentence, Shen Xian stopped beside Feng Qishi and asked, "Who is this?"
Mu Anxiao adopted a beggar's stance, tilting her head up to scrutinize Shen Xian's handsome face. "Young sir, you have a fine appearance. Once inside, there will surely be many dancing girls who fancy you." She pointed at Shen Xian, deliberately swaying her body.
Shen Xian looked at Mu Anxiao, who was strangely dressed and unfashionable, with a look of disgust. "Who are you?"
Seeing Shen Xian's disgusted expression, Mu Anxiao relaxed. "My name is Ergou, and this is my brother. Back in the day, I was a fierce wolfdog running around the village. Unfortunately, I met this guy," she pointed at Feng Qishi. "I wanted to cultivate immortality, but I ended up becoming a devil. Since then, I haven't seen this fellow. I never expected to meet him here." As she spoke, she moved behind Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi frowned and tilted his head, asking, "What do you want?"
"What do you think I want? We used to be good friends, buddy," Mu Anxiao said. She crouched down slightly and then leaped directly onto Feng Qishi's back.
Feng Qishi jumped in surprise and instinctively shielded Mu Anxiao behind him.
Seeing Feng Qishi's awkward state, Teng Tiao Jing felt a sense of glee. "Brother Shen, compared to him, I'm much better."
Feng Qishi had no time to bother with Teng Tiao Jing. He turned his head to look at Mu Anxiao, who was clinging tightly to his neck, and shouted, "Get down from me right now!"
"I won't," Mu Anxiao said, hugging Feng Qishi tighter.
Feng Qishi angrily said, "I told you to get down, so get down. Stop talking nonsense."
"I won't, unless..." Mu Anxiao deliberately bit Feng Qishi's ear and said, "You say you remember me."
Seeing Mu Anxiao's actions, Teng Tiao Jing twitched his lips and said, "As expected of a dog, always biting."
"Get down," Feng Qishi said, angry.
Shen Xian looked at Mu Anxiao, who was bullying Feng Qishi like a mad dog behind him, and said with schadenfreude, "Junior brother, why do all the people you know love to bite? Haha."
Hearing Shen Xian's hearty laughter, Feng Qishi's face turned beet red. "Senior brother, you're not helping me, and you're laughing at me." He raised his hand and rubbed his ear.
Mu Anxiao said, "If you call me your brother, I'll come down."
"Alright, alright, you are my brother," Feng Qishi conceded helplessly.
At this moment, Feng Qishi felt thoroughly tormented by Mu Anxiao. He had expected her to appear normally, but instead, he was the one who suffered.
He thought that he had lost face terribly in front of Shen Xian.
Shen Xian laughed, "Alright, he's acknowledged you. Come down, don't torment my junior brother anymore."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao jumped down from Feng Qishi's back and said, "Brother Shen, when did you get a senior brother? I never heard you mention it."
"Don't ask," Feng Qishi said, still rubbing his ear.
Mu Anxiao pouted and looked at the laughing Teng Tiao Jing, asking, "You're not a devil, are you?"
Upon hearing this, Teng Tiao Jing's mocking expression instantly vanished, and he froze.
Following that, the small devils beside them all shifted their gazes to Teng Tiao Jing.
Teng Tiao Jing: "..."
Shen Xian said, "What do you mean by that?"
Mu Anxiao tilted her neck and looked at Shen Xian. "This kind of trash can cultivate to become a devil?" She glanced at Teng Tiao Jing. "I don't believe it."
Piao nudged Mu Anxiao and said, "You really speak poorly."
Mu Anxiao glanced at Piao, a smirk forming on her lips. "Yes, I speak poorly. Cultivating to become a devil is no easy feat; it depends on fate. This kind of trash," she narrowed her eyes at Teng Tiao Jing, "how could he be a devil? He looks like a demon."
Then, the moment Mu Anxiao said this, they started discussing Teng Tiao Jing again.
Piao felt a surge of pleasure.
Teng Tiao Jing, truly unable to act arrogantly in this demon realm, could only endure.
A quarter of an hour later.
Mu Anxiao sat with Feng Qishi and the others at a table closest to the stage.
Mu Anxiao yawned, looking up at the women on stage who were covered up and dancing expressionlessly.
The other devil-kings sat at their tables obediently, watching the performance on stage in silence.
Feng Qishi heard Mu Anxiao's conspicuous yawn and frowned. He nudged her with his elbow and said mentally, "Stop yawning."
Mu Anxiao directly spoke, "It would be great if there was wine. Brother Shen, do you still remember when we used to drink together?"
Feng Qishi glanced at the devil-kings and said mentally, "Talk to me mentally, don't be like this."
Mu Anxiao actually wanted to stir up trouble here.
So, she deliberately asked, "Um... what's-her-name... Xu Lan, you brought us here just to watch this?" She pointed upwards.
Coincidentally, her pointing directed towards the woman standing center stage, who had stopped dancing and was staring at her.
The woman said, "If you have the guts, say it louder!"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's nerves tightened. She turned back to the stage, glaring at the woman who was staring at her fiercely, and gave a dry laugh. "Miss, are you talking to me?"
"What do you mean by that?" The woman jumped off the stage and walked up to Mu Anxiao.
The Demon Tower, a place that seemed like a brothel in the human world, but where the women were all special demonesses.
They could only dance; nothing else!