"You're threatening me," Zhang Yan said with a cold laugh.
Mu Anxiao sighed and replied, "If you feel I'm threatening you, then I am."
Zhang Yan sneered, "Firstly, I can't give you that book because I've already destroyed it. Secondly, I don't know the incantations for the demon soul cultivation."
"Don't lie to me," Mu Anxiao said coldly.
Feng Qishi glanced at Mu Anxiao, then at Zhang Yan, and added, "Stop lying to her."
"I'm not lying to her. After I gave you those books that day, I destroyed that demon arts book," Zhang Yan explained with a troubled look.
Mu Anxiao furrowed her brow. "Did you completely destroy it, or did you throw it away?"
"I threw it away," Zhang Yan said.
"Why did you throw it away?" Feng Qishi asked.
Zhang Yan sighed, "Because I couldn't destroy it by any means, so I just threw it away in anger."
"You'd better not be lying to me," Mu Anxiao pointed at Zhang Yan's face.
"I'm not lying to you," Zhang Yan affirmed.
"Alright, tell me where you threw it," Mu Anxiao asked coldly.
Zhang Yan hesitated for a moment. "Can you not be so cold towards me?"
"No," Mu Anxiao replied with two cold words.
"Just tell her where it is, and once she finds it, she'll change her attitude towards you," Feng Qishi said.
Zhang Yan knitted his brows. "Why do you suddenly understand her so well?"
"This isn't understanding, this is called being perceptive," Feng Qishi boasted.
Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes. "Are you implying I'm not perceptive?"
"You can think of it that way," Feng Qishi nodded.
Zhang Yan's expression froze.
"Tell me the location," Mu Anxiao said coldly.
"I buried it somewhere on the small hill. Go and look for yourself," Zhang Yan said, shifting his gaze.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao turned and ran out of the room without another word.
"If you're lying to her, she'll tear your house down," Feng Qishi said, turning to follow Mu Anxiao.
Zhang Yan's eyes flickered. "I'm not afraid."
Half an hour later, Zhang Yan sat on a chair, his legs trembling nervously as he watched the clock on the wall. "It's been half an hour. Why aren't they back yet?" He gasped.
On the park's small hill, Mu Anxiao, aided by Feng Qishi's abilities, had dug several holes but still couldn't find the demon arts book...
"Do you think he might be lying to you?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao squatted in front of a dirt pit, her face dirty, and said while digging, "If he dares to lie to me, I'll tear his house down with an axe."
"That's a bit harsh," Feng Qishi commented.
"Unless," Mu Anxiao paused her digging and looked up at Feng Qishi, "he gives me the demon arts book."
"Alright," Feng Qishi nodded, thinking: With Zhang Yan's personality, he'll surely hand over the book.
"Bury it," Mu Anxiao said, looking up.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qishi pointed at the hole with his hand, and the hole returned to its original state.
"How about I dig them all up for you?" he said, retracting his almost frozen hand.
Mu Anxiao moved to another spot. "No, if we do that, we might overlook some areas, which will be more troublesome."
"Alright, you continue," Feng Qishi said, sitting down on the ground, admitting defeat in their argument.
Several hours later, after Mu Anxiao's repeated efforts, she found nothing.
"What's going on?" she asked, sitting down on the ground in confusion.
Feng Qishi looked at the dirt on Mu Anxiao and the surroundings. "Do you think there's any surveillance here?"
"No," Mu Anxiao said.
"How do you know?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao looked up at Feng Qishi. "It's all over, and you're asking now."
"I just didn't think of it," Feng Qishi said softly.
"Think of what? What are you thinking of?" Mu Anxiao asked, pushing herself up.
"I just didn't think of it," Feng Qishi repeated.
Mu Anxiao sighed. "Let's go."
"Don't make any rash moves," Feng Qishi said, looking anxious.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, raised her hand, and brushed aside the strands of hair obstructing her view. "As long as he doesn't provoke me, I won't," she said, turning towards the courtyard.
Feng Qishi followed closely.
In a blink of an eye, Mu Anxiao returned to the courtyard, covered in dirt. Fan Yan looked at the filthy Mu Anxiao in surprise. "Did you go digging for holes?"
"Mhmm," Mu Anxiao replied hastily, walking to Zhang Yan's room door and saying sideways, "You should go rest."
Fan Yan replied with an "Okay" and turned to walk towards his own room.
Mu Anxiao looked at her palm, covered in dry mud. After a moment of hesitation, she knocked on the door.
Inside the room, Zhang Yan's heart sank. "The door isn't locked, you can just come in."
Then, Mu Anxiao pushed the door open without a word and entered the room. "Why wasn't it there?"
"The small..."
"I dug them all up," Mu Anxiao interrupted.
Zhang Yan's brows slightly furrowed. He then turned to look at the dirt-covered Mu Anxiao and said, "You're quite something."
Feng Qishi gently closed the door with a wave of his hand and turned around. "This guy searched all the small hills himself and found nothing." He then looked at Mu Anxiao. "But speaking of which, why weren't there any surveillance cameras on those hills?"
"There were, but they broke down recently and were scheduled for repair today," Zhang Yan said.
Feng Qishi nodded.
Mu Anxiao said, "I'm running out of time. I hope you won't waste any more of it."
"What exactly is going on?" Zhang Yan asked.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and said, "Hu Yuan was captured by a demon vine. The wolf demon is in the hospital, his powers gone. So I wanted to see if the demon arts book had a way to defeat the vine demon."
"He's a demon, and you're looking for a demon arts book. How could you possibly find it?" Zhang Yan said, frowning. "You should have told me clearly earlier."
"I..."
"Mu Shazi's brain is always half a beat slow. Understandable, understandable," Feng Qishi interrupted.
Zhang Yan looked at Mu Anxiao and nodded. "Alright, understandable, understandable."
Mu Anxiao was speechless.
"I have a way," Zhang Yan suddenly said.
"Didn't you just say you didn't understand?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Zhang Yan curled his lips. "I don't understand, but I can find a way."
"What way?" Mu Anxiao asked.
"If I'm not mistaken, the vine demon shouldn't have broken through the seal," Zhang Yan said matter-of-factly.
"How do you know?" Mu Anxiao exclaimed in surprise.
"If it had broken through, its demonic energy would have spread, and we would have sensed it. But in this current situation, it's quite clear," Zhang Yan smiled. "He hasn't broken through."
"The method you're talking about isn't to find the vine demon's weakness, is it?" Feng Qishi asked.
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