After Zhao Xiang left, Feng Qishi turned and pushed open the door, glancing at Jia and Lou Yi, who stood by the table, looking at him nervously. "Don't be tense, he's gone," he said, closing the door with a casual motion. He then turned towards the closed wardrobe and called out, "Mu Shazi, you can come out now." With that, he walked to the table and sat down.
To his surprise, there was no movement from the wardrobe.
At the same time, Jia and Lou Yi exchanged a glance before looking back at Feng Qishi. Feng Qishi, who had been feeling nothing in particular, became distinctly uncomfortable under their sudden stares. "Why are you looking at me?" he asked, glancing at each of them.
"Why isn't Mu Anxiao responding?" Lou Yi said, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Jia, hearing Lou Yi's words, glanced back at the wardrobe, then at Feng Qishi. "Perhaps you should go check," he suggested, instantly feeling tense himself due to Lou Yi's words.
Seeing their suspicious and jittery demeanor, Feng Qishi also felt inexplicably tense. "Can you two stop being so skittish?" he said, though he still stood up.
"That cabinet looks pretty sealed. Won't Mu Anxiao suffocate?" Jia asked, his face filled with concern for Mu Anxiao.
Feng Qishi, hearing Jia's increasingly excessive speculation, became annoyed. "Jia, at your age, you tend to imagine things. I won't say anything about that, but can you at least think in a positive direction? Mu Shazi isn't as fragile as you think." As he spoke, he took a step forward, lightly hit Jia on the shoulder, and then walked towards the wardrobe.
Jia said indignantly, "I might look young, but I'm already an adult. Besides, my imagination is my imagination, what does it have to do with positive energy? I really don't like listening to you talk." After saying this, he unintentionally looked at Lou Yi, who was staring intently at him, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"What does 'positive energy' mean?" Lou Yi asked curiously.
Immediately, Jia froze for a few seconds after Lou Yi spoke. Finally, he turned back to Feng Qishi's retreating figure and said, "Don't say things that people can't understand. Look, now I have to explain it to him, it's so troublesome."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi stopped at the wardrobe and said, "In the time it took you to say all that nonsense, you could have explained it clearly." With that, he reached for the handle.
Jia curled his lips, turned back to Lou Yi who was still looking at him, and asked, "Do you really want to know what positive energy means?" He tilted his head up to look at Lou Yi.
Lou Yi nodded. "I wasn't that curious at first, but after hearing you two say it, I became extremely curious. Boss," he said, bending slightly, "what exactly does positive energy mean?"
"Squat down, and I'll tell you," Jia said, reaching up to scratch the back of his head. "It's uncomfortable for my neck when you stand like that." As he spoke, he lowered his head.
Lou Yi heard this and quickly cooperated, squatting down to be eye-level with Jia. "Boss, you can tell me now." He then rested one hand on his cheek, looking very serious.
Seeing Lou Yi like this, Jia cleared his throat and explained according to his understanding, "Positive energy means being optimistic, striving upwards, and being happy every day." He pointed at Lou Yi's face. "Don't put on a long face, understand?"
"As long as I smile, I'm transmitting positive energy," Lou Yi said foolishly.
Jia looked at Lou Yi's blank, silly expression and smiled helplessly. "It's more or less like that. Of course, if you're unhappy, don't force a smile. That just makes people feel awkward." With that, he turned and walked back to the chair and sat down.
Lou Yi remained crouched on the spot, beginning to ponder Jia's words deeply.
Meanwhile, after hearing Jia's words, Feng Qishi pulled the wardrobe door open a crack and said, "Mu Shazi, are you asleep?" As he was about to pull the door open further, Mu Anxiao held it from the inside. Startled, he said, "Mu Shazi, you're awake." He consciously loosened his grip.
Mu Anxiao stood in the pitch-black wardrobe, feeling the oppressive darkness, and said profoundly, "I wasn't asleep. I'm thinking about a problem right now. Don't disturb me." Her attitude was extremely cold.
Hearing Mu Anxiao's voice, Feng Qishi felt concerned for her. "If there's a problem you can't figure out, come out, and we can discuss it. It's very hard to suppress yourself like this."
"I like to think independently. Don't bother me anymore," Mu Anxiao remained cold. "Go away, or I'll get angry."
Feng Qishi feared Mu Anxiao getting angry, so after she said that, he stopped probing and consciously turned back to the table, sitting beside Jia. "Don't worry, she's alive," he said, still concerned about Mu Anxiao.
Lou Yi stood up and looked at the wardrobe, his brow furrowed slightly.
The coachman's residence.
Ouyang Ye sat at the table, his eyes listlessly staring at the peeling wall. After sighing several times, he looked up at Gu Yan, who entered with a tray, and asked, "Where have you been?"
Gu Yan: "I went to the kitchen to boil some water for you and make some tea." As she spoke, she walked to the table and placed the tray down.
Unexpectedly, as Gu Yan put the tray down, Ouyang Ye frowned. "How did you get into the kitchen? Aren't people not allowed to enter there carelessly? You..."
"Master, I am a demon soul. I just went in. Of course, I admit I used some methods, but it was all for you." Gu Yan feigned distress, deciding to take the opportunity to inquire about the coachman's whereabouts.
Ouyang Ye frowned. "What does that have to do with me?" As he spoke, he reached for the teapot.
Gu Yan: "I see you're so absent-minded, Master. Is something bothering you?" she asked, standing opposite Ouyang Ye.
Immediately, Ouyang Ye poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Help me find an immortal." As he spoke, he looked up at Gu Yan.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yan's heart clenched, and she asked with a trembling voice, "Find an immortal? Which immortal?" She felt inexplicably nervous.
Ouyang Ye looked at Gu Yan's foolish expression, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Help me find Mu Anxiao."
"Mu Anxiao?" Gu Yan repeated, forcing a wry smile. "Master, I don't even know what that immortal looks like, how can I find her?" she said, feigning ignorance.
Ouyang Ye thought Gu Yan hadn't heard Mu Anxiao's full name. So, he paused for a few seconds and said, "Help me find Mu Xiao." As he spoke, he picked up his teacup, blew on the steam, and took a sip of water.
Gu Yan was stunned for a moment and said, without daring to refuse, "I'll go look," then lowered her head.