"Let him taste that flavor, but don't go too far," Feng Qishi reminded.
"No need for you to say," Piao replied, his eyes narrowing. Instantly, a bolt of electricity shot from his fingertips, striking the forehead of the man in his thirties.
Mu Anxiao took half a step back the moment she saw the electricity hit his forehead.
Immediately, the man in his thirties began to tremble all over.
Mu Anxiao calmly watched the contorted features of the man in his thirties as his body convulsed from the electric shock, and snorted.
"Burn the contract," Feng Qishi said.
"You talk too much," Piao glanced at Feng Qishi, then pointed his other finger at the hand of the man in his thirties holding the contract and said, "I think it's better to destroy it directly."
"As you wish," Feng Qishi nodded.
Piao chuckled, forcibly pulled the man in his thirties to the candle, and then the man in his thirties, in front of everyone, ignited the indenture and threw it on the ground.
Mu Anxiao looked down at the slowly burning indenture, smiled faintly, glanced sideways at Piao, and then looked back at the man in his thirties who had slumped to the ground, saying, "Retribution has arrived."
The man in his thirties was still trembling.
Piao snorted and pointed his finger outside the reception hall. Thunder roared outside.
The servants in the reception hall, including the old man, were all startled.
The man in his thirties looked up, pointed at Mu Anxiao, and shouted, "Monster, you're a monster!"
"I am human, or a demon, it's not for you to say," Mu Anxiao replied. She stepped forward, crouched beside the little girl, and asked, "Are you alright?"
The little girl dared not answer, still lying on the ground.
Queen Tu looked down at the man in his thirties, clenching her fists.
"You recognize him, don't you?" Yan suddenly said.
Hearing this, Queen Tu turned to look at Yan and nodded slightly.
"I knew it," Yan said.
Queen Tu lowered her head.
Mu Anxiao pulled the little girl up and said, "I'll follow you from now on."
"Get out," the man in his thirties, disheveled, stood up and yelled at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao said coldly, "Say one more word, and you'll face greater punishment." She turned to the man in his thirties, "Are you sure you want me to get out?"
"..." The man in his thirties fell silent.
Mu Anxiao said, "If you don't speak, you're agreeing."
The man in his thirties jumped in surprise, deliberately glancing towards the door, and said, "You can stay, but from now on, you can only use the back door."
"We're too lazy to use the front door anyway," Mu Anxiao replied. She adjusted the little girl's clothes and said, "If I ever see you hitting this child again, don't blame me for being impolite." She pointed at the man in his thirties.
"She is my daughter..."
"She is your daughter, but she is also a person. If you abuse her like this without reason, it's better to let her leave here with her mother," Mu Anxiao interrupted.
The man in his thirties was speechless.
Mu Anxiao stood up, took the little girl's hand, and said, "Lead the way."
"Yes," the old man responded, stepping to Mu Anxiao's side.
The man in his thirties was stunned and looked at the old man, asking, "You're actually listening to her?"
"I manage the backyard," the old man said, looking at Mu Anxiao, "Please."
"Mmm," Mu Anxiao nodded, leading the little girl ahead.
The old man glanced at the man in his thirties and followed Mu Anxiao and the others.
Queen Tu looked at the old man's retreating back with astonishment, her eyes sinking. "What's going on?" she thought, swallowing hard.
"What's wrong?" Yan asked.
"I remember... he wasn't like this," Queen Tu said.
Feng Qishi sighed, "Because of Mu Anxiao, everything has changed."
"Memory erasure..."
Piao had only spoken half the sentence when Feng Qishi said, "The memories were erased, but they only forgot Mu Anxiao. Things still happened, so she still changed the past." He sighed.
Piao fell silent.
"Let's go," Feng Qishi reminded.
Piao nodded, turned, and walked out with Feng Qishi.
A moment later, Mu Anxiao arrived at the little girl's dwelling with the old man.
"You live here?" Mu Anxiao asked in surprise, looking at the room even more dilapidated than the woodshed of a cultivation sect.
The little girl nodded.
"Aren't you cold at night?" Mu Anxiao asked, entering the room and looking up at the ceiling with holes in it.
The little girl said, "Cold."
"How cruel!" Mu Anxiao exclaimed, turning to the old man, "Why didn't you get the child another set of blankets?"
"The young mistress wouldn't allow it, and I wouldn't dare mention it to the master," the old man replied.
Mu Anxiao clenched her fists in anger and said, "How are we supposed to sleep tonight?"
"I'll get two sets from my place, but if... the master asks, can you not mention me?" the old man requested.
Mu Anxiao said, "Sir, with your actions just now, haven't you already offended your master? What's the point of you telling me this now?"
Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, the old man suddenly realized, "It's over, I'll definitely be kicked out."
"Don't play the pity card with me here," Mu Anxiao suddenly said.
The old man was startled and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Mu Anxiao smiled at the old man and said, "If I'm not mistaken, your house is bigger than this, right?"
"This..." the old man was speechless.
The little girl looked up at the old man's face and asked, "Grandpa, have you been pretending to be poor with my father all along?"
The old man avoided her gaze and smiled, "This matter... I..."
"It's just the three of us, and it's fine to tell the truth, especially since you've already seen through me," Mu Anxiao said directly.
The old man looked at Mu Anxiao with confusion and asked, "How did you know?"
"You heard me, I used to beg on the streets, so I can recognize those hidden wealthy people. But honestly, I quite like people like you," Mu Anxiao said with a smile.
"Why?" the little girl asked.
Mu Anxiao sighed, "Because only these hidden wealthy people are willing to give alms to a pathetic little beggar like me."
"I see," the little girl said, forcing an awkward smile.
Hearing the little girl's uneven laughter, Mu Anxiao looked down and exclaimed, "My heavens, how did your face get so swollen? I didn't even notice just now." She then crouched down and touched the little girl's face.
"I'll go to the kitchen to get an egg," the old man said, looking at the little girl's face with distress.
"No need, I have medicine," the little girl said, taking out a small bottle from her thin clothes. "My mother gave it to me." "It must work very well," Mu Anxiao said.
The little girl nodded and scooped out a greenish substance from it, smearing it on her face.
"Let me help you," Mu Anxiao reached out.