"No matter what you say, that's how I think." The boy's attitude was serious, and he looked at the woman in the green dress.
Mu Anxiao followed the boy's gaze and looked at the woman in the green dress again. A flash of inspiration struck her, and she asked knowingly, "Hey, she's your junior sister, right?"
Mu Anxiao had no idea what kind of person the woman in the green dress was. If she were asked to understand her now, it would be impossible.
Aside from the issue of spiritual energy, she herself did not have that capability.
So after the silence, she thought... rather than fumbling in the dark like this, it would be better to let someone who understood the woman in the green dress do it.
And that person was the boy.
The boy said, "She is my junior sister. Didn't I make that very clear? What do you mean by this?" He had a premonition of something bad.
"It means nothing, I just think we should cooperate." Mu Anxiao smiled brightly after saying it.
"What?" The boy was startled, thinking he had misheard.
Jia frowned, thinking, if he cooperated with the boy, who would get the credit in the end?
He quickly said, "No."
However, Mu Anxiao had expected the boy to be the first to refuse her, but Jia unexpectedly intervened. So, she temporarily stopped replying to the boy and looked down at Jia, "What does this have to do with you?"
"How can it not be my business? This mission is our joint mission. You're letting him..." Jia glanced at the boy, "cooperate with us, what's that about?"
"Exactly, the mission is yours. It's probably not good for you to ask me to join," the boy also felt Mu Anxiao's idea was ill-considered.
Mu Anxiao was trying to get an advantage.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, she was met with rejection from both of them to varying degrees.
At this moment, she suddenly didn't know what to say.
Jia looked up at the suddenly silent Mu Anxiao and asked, "Why aren't you talking?"
Mu Anxiao curled her lips, "What do you want me to say? You both disagree, so what's the point if I say anything else."
"You..." Jia uttered a word, then paused and asked, "Why did you have this idea?"
Hearing Jia's direct question, Mu Anxiao thought her idea was quite self-serving. If she had said it in front of the boy, even if the boy didn't show it on the surface, he would definitely have a bad impression of her. In the end, it would end unpleasantly.
In short, she once again didn't know how to say it.
The boy looked at Mu Anxiao's pensive expression, then at the woman in the green dress, whom he had knocked unconscious with his magic. Just as he was about to speak, a gust of wind suddenly blew.
Instantly, the boy's nerves tensed, and he scanned his surroundings.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao calculated the time and said, "Your other two junior sisters are here."
"Other..." The boy said, looking at the woman in the green dress, and then became nervous, "Since that's the case, I'll be going ahead."
"You're leaving now?" Mu Anxiao was surprised.
"To be honest, although I am their senior brother, Master said not to let them see me. So," the boy said, "I'll be going now." After speaking, he turned and disappeared.
Just like that, Mu Anxiao's idea was completely dashed.
"What should we do?" Jia asked.
Mu Anxiao hadn't felt anything at first, but hearing Jia's question made her angry. "It's all your fault," she said, glaring at Jia.
Jia was bewildered, "What does it have to do with me?"
"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? I asked him to cooperate, and you interfered. How can you be so profit-driven at such a young age? Now look," Mu Anxiao spread her hands, "we have nothing left. It's just you and me against those three lunatics."
At the same time, the woman in the green dress also woke up.
After hearing Mu Anxiao's words, Jia felt guilty and asked, "You didn't tell me anything either! You can't blame me for this."
"Who else can I blame? I was planning to ask their senior brother to help us. You..."
"How could he help?" Jia interrupted, suddenly unable to understand Mu Anxiao's thoughts.
Mu Anxiao stared at Jia speechlessly for a few seconds and said, "He's their fellow disciple, after all. Their magical techniques are probably similar, so he would definitely see their weaknesses at a glance and defeat them. Now, look," she snorted, "we have to do it ourselves."
"You're using him," Jia said, his gaze towards Mu Anxiao becoming cautious, "you're quite despicable."
"Say that again." Mu Anxiao pointed at Jia's face.
Jia's eyes darted away, and he said, "You are despicable. They are already so pitiful and lonely, yet you still want to use them. If he knew," he sighed, "he would be heartbroken. If you ask me, it's fortunate your scheme didn't succeed, otherwise, you would have gained another enemy."
"You..."
"What about you? Am I wrong, or did you forget what he said?"
"What did he say?" Mu Anxiao had genuinely forgotten.
"You think about it," Jia reminded her.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao lowered her gaze, forgetting all dangers, and recalled all her interactions with the boy.
Then, after much thought, Mu Anxiao mumbled, "What would be the fate of an immortal if he were crippled..." As she spoke, her eyes lit up, and she looked in the direction the boy had disappeared. "He was crippled."
Jia sighed, "Alas, he left before he could even finish speaking."
"Hey, what do you think his situation is?" Mu Anxiao fixed her gaze on Jia.
Jia also looked at Mu Anxiao and said, "He's probably injured, otherwise he wouldn't be so lonely. That's why I say," he nudged Mu Anxiao's arm, "you've had a stroke of good luck."
"..." Mu Anxiao curled her lips at Jia's behavior, and suddenly remembered the other two women. She asked, "Right, can those other two women use the resurrection technique?"
"No."
"No?" Mu Anxiao was shocked and panicked, "Aren't they fellow disciples? Why does she know and they don't?"
"They learn different things, and as I said, the antidotes for this poison are also different. You were moved when you saw Feng Qishi, but she..."
"Who was moved when I saw him? I wanted to beat him up," Mu Anxiao interrupted, unwilling to admit to any such feelings for the current Feng Qishi.
Jia chuckled and said, "You just won't admit it. Anyway, I still need to observe those two."
"You..."
Mu Anxiao had just uttered a word when the woman's voice came through: "There are more helpers."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao swallowed her words, glanced at Jia, and together they slowly turned around. The woman in the green dress had already stood up. However, her injuries were still present, which was a good thing for Mu Anxiao.
"Go ahead." Jia pushed Mu Anxiao's arm.
Mu Anxiao was stunned and looked down at Jia, saying, "I don't have any weapons, how can I go? You're really one to talk when you're not the one doing it." As she spoke, she glanced at the long sword tightly held in the woman's hand.
Then, Jia, taking advantage of Mu Anxiao's words, came up with an idea.