"No," Gu Yan was afraid.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Gu Yan's timid expression and thought of what Ouyang Ye had told her, including Ouyang Ye's scheme. She continued to maintain her posture as if about to cast a spell and said, "Scared."
"This spell of yours..." Gu Yan looked up at Mu Anxiao's attire. "It can even hurt yourself. What if you lose control and hurt me too? What will I do?"
"What will you do?" Mu Anxiao snorted lightly. "You're just a soul of a demon. What extent can you be harmed? It's just annihilation."
Listening to Mu Anxiao's casual words, they were all stunned.
Conversely, Mu Anxiao had also thought a lot on her way back.
She thought that currently, only Gu Yan was in their hands. Since that was the case, she had to extract something from Gu Yan.
Even if it was just a little, it would be good.
Of course, she had indeed mastered a new spell, but she did not have complete confidence in this spell. Saying she would use it on Gu Yan was actually just to scare Gu Yan.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yan became scared. "No," she shook her head slightly.
"No what? You are Ouyang Ye's subordinate, and Ouyang Ye is now trying to kill me. To be honest," Mu Anxiao's face turned cold, "my state of mind does not allow me to believe him."
"He and I are not..."
"It's time to distance yourself from him." Mu Anxiao interrupted, crouching in front of Gu Yan. "Tell me his scheme, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite." As she spoke, she brought her hand, crackling with electricity, closer to Gu Yan.
Gu Yan's eyes widened in fear.
Mu Anxiao roared, "Speak."
Gu Yan trembled with fear. "I'll speak, I'll speak."
"Go ahead," Mu Anxiao lowered her hand. She had a feeling that she would definitely get useful information from Gu Yan.
"Okay," Gu Yan swallowed and cautiously glanced at Mu Anxiao's hand before beginning. "He and I were arguing."
"Why?"
"Because he wouldn't listen to me and insisted on helping Gu Yan. I wasn't convinced."
"You like him." Mu Anxiao stated directly.
Gu Yan nodded.
"You like him," Mu Anxiao said, taking a deep breath. "Then this matter will be difficult to handle."
"What do you mean by that?" Gu Yan asked confusedly.
"I just feel that you still have feelings for him. If that's the case, if he says a few nice words to you, won't you turn to his side again? At that time, you'll betray us."
"You... I won't."
"You won't," Mu Anxiao said, a smirk appearing on her lips. "Give me a reason to believe you."
"I asked him to choose between me and Gu Yan, and he chose Gu Yan. He said Gu Yan was more useful than me, that I was useless, and that he wanted to kill me. It was because of this that I deliberately hid those souls."
"Is that true?" Mu Anxiao asked coldly.
Gu Yan nodded. "It's true. If I've lied even a little, you can kill me with your lightning." Her eyes were firm.
Mu Anxiao looked at Gu Yan's determined side and breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll assume I believe you." As she spoke, she looked at Jia.
Jia looked confused. "Why are you looking at me?"
"Untie her."
"Untie her?" Jia repeated, exclaiming, "Are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy. Untie her for me." Mu Anxiao was firm. She could tell from Gu Yan's words that what Gu Yan lacked most was 'trust.' If she chose to trust Gu Yan at this moment, Gu Yan might cooperate with them properly.
Of course, even if Gu Yan lied, Mu Anxiao had ways to deal with her.
"You..."
"Listen to me." Mu Anxiao interrupted Jia.
Gu Yan said in a low voice, "You believe me." She stared at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao turned and looked at Gu Yan, saying, "Ouyang Ye almost killed me, and you too. So in a sense, we are in the same boat."
"You... thank you." Gu Yan nodded slightly.
Mu Anxiao stood up.
Then, at Mu Anxiao's repeated insistence, Jia untied Gu Yan's restraints and said, "Done." He retracted the silver rope and walked back to Lou Yi.
Lou Yi glanced at Jia but said nothing.
Gu Yan stood up.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao came in front of Gu Yan, then reached out and patted her shoulder, saying, "Tell me everything you know, friend." She smiled.
Gu Yan's eyes darted away.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao sensed something was wrong and said coldly, "What, changing your mind?"
"No." Gu Yan shook her head slightly.
"Then why are your eyes darting away?"
"I'm just scared," Gu Yan said in a low voice.
"Scared of whom?"
"Ouyang Ye."
"Didn't you want to kill him? Why are you scared of him now?" Mu Anxiao said sarcastically.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao and frowned slightly. "Mu Anxiao, you don't seem quite right." As he spoke, he took a step forward.
Life was of utmost importance to Mu Anxiao.
Coincidentally, Ouyang Ye did not take her life seriously.
On her way back, she had also narrowly escaped death several times. Those experiences had fueled her hatred for Ouyang Ye.
However, for the sake of the mission, she told herself that she must not reveal it in front of Feng Qishi and the others. Because doing so would only affect their emotions.
Who knew that after her conversation with Gu Yan, she still couldn't help but show it.
Hearing Feng Qishi's question at this moment, she lowered her eyelids. "..."
Feng Qishi, "What's wrong?" He came to face Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao, "If I kill Ouyang Ye, what will be my consequence?" She looked up at Feng Qishi.
"You want to kill him?" Feng Qishi never expected that Mu Anxiao's hatred for Ouyang Ye had reached such a degree.
Mu Anxiao nodded. "I have that thought."
"You..."
"You wouldn't understand my hatred for him." Mu Anxiao interrupted, thinking of the dagger lost because of Ouyang Ye, as well as the silver rope and soul sword broken because of Ouyang Ye. Thinking of these, she clenched her fist and continued, "In other words, killing him a hundred times wouldn't quench my hatred." As she spoke, she completely ignored the pain of her wound.
Feng Qishi was stunned. He looked down at Mu Anxiao's bleeding hand and said, "I don't understand, but I support your decision." As he spoke, he reached out and took Mu Anxiao's injured hand.
Mu Anxiao still clenched her fist and said, "Ouyang Ye caused me to be like this. If not for him, I wouldn't have to be Mu Xiao, and my quickly cultivated spiritual energy wouldn't dissipate so fast. It's all because of him, I have nothing. I hate him." As she spoke, only hatred remained in her eyes.
Lou Yi and Jia had never seen this side of Mu Anxiao, so they were both stunned.
Feng Qishi stared down at Mu Anxiao's oozing wound and said, "Silly Mu, you can't hurt yourself even if you hate him. Come, loosen your grip." As he spoke, he gently tapped Mu Anxiao's fingers.
The next second, Mu Anxiao obediently released her hand.
After hearing Mu Anxiao's words, Gu Yan dared not move.