Mu Anxiao had always cherished her own life as much as she did others.
Of course, she admitted, in the past, she hadn't considered the lives of these monsters as important. This was because they had committed too many heinous acts, because they did not regard human lives as lives.
Now, when Wan Sha suddenly asked her this, it left her speechless.
"....."
"Why aren't you speaking? I knew you didn't consider our monster lives as lives, just like before." Wan Sha sneered. "To think I was considering helping you yesterday. You've disappointed me too much."
Help? Mu Anxiao had never thought Wan Sha would help her. Hearing the demon say this now, and recalling Chen's attitude yesterday, she asked, "Was it you who told Chen to tell me... about the demon souls?"
"Don't misunderstand. I just didn't want other demon souls to kill you, because your life belongs to me," Wan Sha said, her eyes turning green again.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao turned her head and saw that the flower leaves stuck in the door panel had instantly broken free and shot towards her.
"You're too cruel," she said, turning and running.
Thus, Mu Anxiao was chased by the flower leaves for a long time.
Finally, the flower leaves were stuck in the door leaf of the room.
On the other side of the door, A Xia's body stiffened. Her eyes stared fixedly at the flower leaves that had penetrated the door leaf, and she swallowed.
Immediately after, Mu Anxiao leaned over, gasping for breath. She looked up at Wan Sha, who was glaring at her, and said, "Before you accuse me, why don't you think about yourself? You... you..." she panted, "Do you consider human lives as lives?"
At her words, the green light in Wan Sha's eyes instantly vanished. She then asked with confusion, "I... what do you mean by that?"
Indeed, she had forgotten that she had killed people. Now, all she remembered was that Mu Anxiao was her enemy.
"I am helping you," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at the flower leaves stuck in the door leaf, worried about her own safety.
"You help me?" Wan Sha pointed at herself and then looked towards the door leaf. "You really know how to sweet-talk. You help me? You clearly wanted to pluck my leaves just now."
"I did want to pluck your leaves, but I didn't intend to harm you. I truly... wanted to help you," Mu Anxiao replied.
"I think you just want to harm me. Those leaves are my life," Wan Sha said angrily.
Mu Anxiao understood Wan Sha. She thought that if someone suddenly ran up to chop off her arm and then claimed it was for her own good, she would be even more furious than Wan Sha, because only she knew that kind of pain.
However, thinking of the Amnesia Spell, she had no choice but to proceed.
"I'm sorry," she said casually, glancing at the Mandara Hua. "It seems I didn't explain myself clearly to you."
Wan Sha asked, "What did you want to say?"
Mu Anxiao pursed her lips. "What I wanted to say is that the vine spirit cast the Amnesia Spell on you, and because of that, you forgot many memories. It also made me forget memories similar to yours. But because of your... no, because of your guidance, I remembered. However," she said, "if I told you directly, you would develop murderous intent towards me. So, I had to help you remove the Amnesia Spell before telling you."
Wan Sha asked coldly, "Then tell me, how can it be removed?"
Mu Anxiao hesitated for a moment, then said, "The only way to break that spell is to pluck one of your petals. I have no other way."