Zhang Yan glanced at the line of sight and said, "His internal organs were already damaged. Coupled with your shallow cultivation, it's natural that there would be mistakes."
"It was me, I killed him," Mu Anxiao choked out.
"How should I put it, it has something to do with you, but we also have to blame that wolf demon who threw him down," Zhang Yan said.
Mu Anxiao shook her head. "The wolf demon was targeting me. If I... it's all my fault." She lowered her head.
Then, Feng Qishi's soul appeared behind her, "Why are you so narcissistic?"
Mu Anxiao's eyes widened, and she turned to look at Feng Qishi, "You're out."
"Otherwise, this body is already useless. There's no point in me staying. Moreover," Feng Qishi looked at Feng Mu, who was crying on the ground, "If I hadn't died, I really wouldn't have seen how important I was in my mother's heart."
"But you're already dead," Mu Anxiao said.
"So what? I'm asking you now," Feng Qishi glanced at his own body, "I didn't commit suicide, did I?"
"It was murder, killed by the wolf demon," Mu Anxiao said, and at the same time, white-robed underworld officials appeared in Hu Yuan's ward.
"Feng Qishi is dead. If it weren't for you, the wolf demon, he wouldn't have died," the first white-robed underworld official said to Hu Yuan.
Hu Yuan's eyes sank as he looked at the white-robed underworld officials before him.
Inside his body, the wolf demon laughed, "I'm in his body, what are you going to do with me?" With that, he laughed heartily.
"You underestimate us," the second white-robed underworld official said. He spread his hand and conjured a stun baton, then walked forward and struck Hu Yuan's shoulder directly.
Hu Yuan frowned, feeling nothing.
The big-headed fat demon looked flustered.
Immediately after, the wolf demon's soul body within Hu Yuan trembled twice and fainted.
The second white-robed underworld official smirked, removed the stun baton, and turned to the third white-robed underworld official, "Your turn."
"Okay," the third white-robed underworld official agreed, walked forward, wiped his nose, and reached into Hu Yuan's body. Then, as Hu Yuan's body tilted forward, the wolf demon was violently pulled out by the third white-robed underworld official.
Hu Yuan felt his body instantly lighten and asked, "What's going on?"
"He was using your soul energy and life as a demonic art. Now I've returned all your soul energy from his body to you, so you naturally feel lighter," the third white-robed underworld official said, turning to the other white-robed underworld officials, "Let's go."
"Mm," they agreed. The third white-robed underworld official tied the wolf demon's hands and vanished.
Hu Yuan clutched his chest, startled.
The big-headed fat demon looked at Hu Yuan in surprise and said, "Master, how are you feeling?"
"Much lighter," Hu Yuan said, swallowing his throat.
"This happened so suddenly," the big-headed fat demon said, looking to the side at the direction where the white-robed underworld officials had just disappeared.
Then, a man in an underworld suit appeared before them, "I've been researching for a long time. Your lifespan has been extended by a few days. Rest well."
"Feng Qishi is dead?" Hu Yuan asked.
The man in the underworld suit nodded, "He's dead. If he hadn't died, we wouldn't have been able to use those things to deal with the wolf demon."
"Will he be reincarnated?" Hu Yuan asked.
"This," the man in the underworld suit scratched the back of his head, "I'm not sure. Anyway, you just need to rest well." With that, he disappeared.
The big-headed fat demon watched the man in the underworld suit disappear, his eyes sinking.
"This all seems planned. I feel," Hu Yuan looked at the big-headed fat demon, "that Feng Qishi did it intentionally."
"What do you mean?" the big-headed fat demon asked in surprise.
Hu Yuan sighed, "I don't know. Things don't feel that simple. I guess," he lowered his eyes, "Mu Anxiao is also a victim."
On the other side, Mu Anxiao had already left with them. Feng Qishi followed behind Mu Anxiao without saying a word. Mu Anxiao glanced at the child spirit walking beside him and said, "I don't think things are that simple." As he spoke, he turned to look at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao and gave a stiff smile.
"You're dead, why didn't any underworld officials come to get you?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Qishi smiled, "I don't know. Maybe they knew I was your disciple and were afraid to come."
"You speak so casually," Mu Anxiao said, looking down at the child spirit who was deliberately looking away, and frowned.
"Alright, my leg is fine now. Where are we going?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's carefree expression and said, "You're dead, why are you still so energetic?"
"I can go with you," Feng Qishi smiled.
"There's no body for you to possess over there," Mu Anxiao pointed at Feng Qishi and said.
"It doesn't matter. At worst, I'll just follow you like this, and it'll be good for you to have my spiritual energy," Feng Qishi raised his eyebrows.
Mu Anxiao was speechless.
Zhang Yan looked at Feng Qishi's good condition and thought of the old man's words, finding it strange as well.
"I'm going to reveal myself and find them in a moment," Mu Anxiao said.
"You're going?" Feng Qishi said, glancing at the Feng family members walking out of the ward, "They'll definitely slander you. Can you handle it?"
"If I don't go, that would be strange," Mu Anxiao said, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
Feng Qishi thought for a moment and said, "Why are you going to find them?"
"I want to ask how your mother really views you as a son."
"I don't want to know," Feng Qishi said.
Mu Anxiao said indifferently, "I'm just curious. It has nothing to do with you."
"Alright, anyway, you have a thick skin," Feng Qishi shrugged.
An hour later, at the hospital entrance... Mu Anxiao appeared with a cold expression before Feng Dad, Feng Feng, and Feng Mu, who were seeing off a car, and deliberately asked, "He's dead?"
"Who let you come?" Feng Feng roared, pointing at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao's eyes sank. "He's still dead," she said, her eyes gradually turning red.
Feng Qishi followed behind Mu Anxiao and, seeing her state, said, "I told you they wouldn't give you a good reception, but you didn't believe me."
Then, Feng Dad stepped forward and held Feng Feng's arm, saying, "It's not her fault."
Mu Anxiao remained silent.
Feng Qishi was startled.
Feng Feng cried, "If she hadn't appeared, Brother wouldn't have died at all. It was her appearance that changed our family."
"Even if she hadn't appeared, our family wouldn't have been harmonious, and your mother wouldn't have treated your brother well. It has nothing to do with her. We forced him to his death, it was us," Feng Dad said sternly.
Feng Mu started crying, "I'm sorry, I wanted to treat Shi well, but... I thought treating him directly like that would make him uncomfortable... In short, I was wrong, so wrong." Saying this, she lowered her head and sobbed.
Feng Feng also cried.