Ouyang Ye: "..." He wanted to remain silent.
Mu Anxiao had absolutely no idea what kind of person Ouyang Ye truly was. His earlier indifference had completely deceived her. If she hadn't been sharp enough to check Shuer's wrist, she would still be in the dark.
If she had to count the number of times Ouyang Ye had tricked her, it would be a difficult task.
Setting these thoughts aside, she became thoroughly worried about Feng Qishi's safety. If something happened to Feng Qishi, what would she do?
Various thoughts swirled in her mind.
She was afraid.
"Where did you hide him?" she demanded, preparing for the worst.
Conversely, Ouyang Ye smiled again. "You're so worried about his safety. If I told you I killed him," he said, intending to provoke Mu Anxiao, "would you kill me too?"
Mu Anxiao's heart sank. "Did you really kill him?" she asked, feigning calm.
Ouyang Ye smiled.
Mu Anxiao: "I'm asking you, answer me." As she spoke, she stepped forward and grabbed Ouyang Ye's collar.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Ye, pulled by Mu Anxiao, grinned and burst into laughter.
Ouyang Ye's grating laughter gradually stirred Mu Anxiao's agitated emotions. Tightening her grip on his collar, she grew angry. "Ouyang Ye, did you kill him?" she yelled, then panted heavily.
Ouyang Ye remained composed. "Just kidding. It's no fun if you get angry."
"Kidding?" Mu Anxiao, still holding Ouyang Ye's collar, narrowed her eyes. "I don't think you're kidding. Tell me, where is Feng Qishi?" She couldn't be bothered to call Feng Qishi by his full name, Shen Moyun, anymore.
Ouyang Ye deliberately placed his hand over Mu Anxiao's. "Let go, and I'll tell you."
"Do you think I'd believe you?" Mu Anxiao retorted.
Ouyang Ye's lips curved. "Now, not only Feng Qishi's life is in my hands, but his destiny is too, Mu Anxiao," he said, gently patting Mu Anxiao's hand. "Don't act rashly. Release your hand now and listen to me."
"You..."
"Be good," Ouyang Ye said, gently pulling away Mu Anxiao's now loosened hands and smiling. "If you cooperate with me, I'll let you attend Feng Qishi's wedding."
"What did you say?" Mu Anxiao stiffened in surprise and grabbed Ouyang Ye's collar again.
Ouyang Ye blinked and said, "Anyway, you don't want to marry him. Isn't this solving a problem for you?"
"What?"
"He said he wants to marry you, but I know," Ouyang Ye said, playing the good guy, and took Mu Anxiao's hand. "You don't want to marry him. Instead of letting him harbor improper thoughts about you, I'd rather help you solve this problem. Isn't that better?" His voice was gentle.
Mu Anxiao's expression froze, and she lowered her head.
The truth was, Mu Anxiao had always been unwilling to settle down and marry. She had also always been aware of Feng Qishi's feelings for her. Moreover, just as Ouyang Ye said, she had indeed refused to marry Feng Qishi. However, a year ago, on the brink of death, she had promised Feng Qishi that she would marry him.
Thinking about it, if not for her promise, Feng Qishi wouldn't have been so persistent. On deeper reflection, this matter was her fault. If Ouyang Ye's scheme succeeded, she would undoubtedly become the culprit.
In her previous life, she had made a foolish mistake. If she hadn't accidentally consumed the immortal blood Shen Yan had prepared for his destined partner, he wouldn't have become a mortal and endured all the suffering of the human world.
In this life, if he really married a demon, how would she repay it?
She was troubled by this.
"You're contemplating my words," Ouyang Ye remarked.
Mu Anxiao, unable to think of a solution, remained stunned.
Shuer stood up.
Ouyang Ye glanced at Shuer, then looked down at Mu Anxiao, whose hands had noticeably relaxed. "You think I'm doing the right thing, don't you?" he asked gently.
Shuer frowned, looking at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao ignored Ouyang Ye, recalling her promise to Feng Qishi a year ago and all their shared experiences. With a surge of determination, she said, "Tell me where he is." She had decided to honor her promise from a year ago.
Ouyang Ye: "I don't want to tell you."
"Tell me," Mu Anxiao stated coldly, her decision made.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's unusual expression, Ouyang Ye asked, "What's wrong?"
"Tell me where he is?" Mu Anxiao asked, withdrawing her hands from Ouyang Ye's, which he had been covering, and stepping back a couple of paces.
Ouyang Ye asked again, "What's wrong?"
"Tell me where he is?" Mu Anxiao repeated.
Seeing this, Ouyang Ye finally conceded. "I'll tell you, but you have to tell me what's wrong," he said, carefully observing Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao said coldly, "Nothing is wrong. If you don't want me to die," she knew that revealing her thoughts to Ouyang Ye would only deepen his hatred for Feng Qishi, and all she could do for now was to find out Feng Qishi's whereabouts, "then tell me where he is."
"You're threatening me," Ouyang Ye exclaimed, his eyes wide.
"Didn't you say you were going to find him a bride? I saved his life. I," Mu Anxiao said, looking at Ouyang Ye coldly, "have the right to attend his wedding." She was already prepared to crash the wedding.
Ouyang Ye laughed.
Seeing Ouyang Ye laugh, Mu Anxiao felt a sense of relief.
Shuer, hearing Mu Anxiao's words and recalling how Feng Qishi had been beaten by Ouyang Ye for her not long ago, felt a pang in her heart and exclaimed excitedly, "You've really compromised." She knew Mu Anxiao was a woman.
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Ye fixed his gaze sharply on Shuer.
Shuer was alive because Feng Qishi had protected her. She was willing to abandon all fear for Feng Qishi and speak clearly with Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao knew Ouyang Ye was a cunning villain. If she hesitated even slightly now, she could endanger both Feng Qishi and Shuer.
Therefore, she responded decisively, "I think his idea is fine. You don't need to say anything more," she glanced at Ouyang Ye. "He also saved your life; you should be grateful."
"I..." Shuer started to speak but stopped, shifting her gaze to Ouyang Ye's face.
Ouyang Ye gave a faint smile.
Shuer dared not say more and casually uttered, "Thank you."
Ouyang Ye was pleased with Shuer's behavior and said, "One must have a conscience." He then turned to Mu Anxiao. "As for Feng Qishi's wedding, I've decided to choose another date. Now, I want you to do me a favor."
"Go ahead," Mu Anxiao replied coldly.
Ouyang Ye smiled. "So straightforward."
"I want to become immortal and don't want to get married. Actually," Mu Anxiao said, feigning indifference, "it's better if he gets married; it saves me the trouble of finding him a bride."
"It's good that you've come to your senses," Ouyang Ye said with a smile, reaching out to pat Mu Anxiao's shoulder.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao took a step back, deliberately avoiding him.