Then, to break the awkwardness, Ouyang Ye took his frustration out on the maid, "Release the silver rope." He looked at the maid.
Mu Anxiao watched Ouyang Ye's pretentious expression with disdain. She couldn't be bothered to speak and sat down.
Following Ouyang Ye's reminder, the maid... released her hand, but with clear unwillingness. "Master, my sorcery was all in vain," she said, looking down at the now normal silver rope before stepping back.
At the same moment, Jia collapsed.
Lou Yi's eyes widened. "Jia, is he dead?"
Hearing this, Ouyang Ye looked at the startled Lou Yi with helplessness. "Don't worry, he won't die. He just fainted."
"So, you cured his poison, then..." Lou Yi became extremely nervous. "Can you cure my poison too?"
Mu Anxiao hadn't expected Lou Yi to be so cowardly. Listening to his naive question, she thought of Ouyang Ye's tendency to exchange everything for benefits and couldn't help but smile. "Lou Yi, it's better to rely on yourself than to beg others. Are you betraying me?" she said coldly, looking at Lou Yi.
Ouyang Ye turned to look at Mu Anxiao and smiled faintly.
Compared to Ouyang Ye, Mu Anxiao was naturally above him. The reason he sought opportunities like this was simply that he didn't want to owe Mu Anxiao too much. Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, he quickly dismissed his thought. He then shifted his gaze from Ouyang Ye to Mu Anxiao and smiled foolishly.
"You believe me now," Mu Anxiao said, lifting her chin.
Lou Yi smiled. Before he could speak, Ouyang Ye said, "I can cure your poison, but," he looked at Lou Yi, "you have to agree to one of my requests."
Agreeing to a request.
Although Lou Yi was rebellious towards his master, he had never considered cooperating with any demons or devils. Naturally, Ouyang Ye's offer did not appeal to him.
Therefore, without offending Ouyang Ye, he fell silent.
Seeing this, Ouyang Ye chuckled. "I didn't expect you to be so suitable to be Mu Anxiao's dog."
"You're also suitable to be my dog," Mu Anxiao said coldly, disliking Ouyang Ye's attitude towards Lou Yi.
Lou Yi chuckled under his breath.
Immediately, Ouyang Ye put on a stern face and looked at Mu Anxiao. "Is it really okay for you to speak about your fiancé like that?"
"..." Mu Anxiao glared at Ouyang Ye and lowered her head.
At this moment, worried that Ouyang Ye would take his anger out on him, Lou Yi shook his head and fell down, pretending to faint.
Just then, Mu Anxiao happened to look towards Lou Yi. "What did you do to him?" she asked, believing it, and quickly turned back to glare at Ouyang Ye.
"You care about him but refuse to answer me, Mu Anxiao," Ouyang Ye snorted coldly. "You truly chill me to the bone."
"What did you do to him? You said," Mu Anxiao stood up abruptly, "that if I agreed to you, you would let them go. Now, you're doing this, you..."
"He was weak from exhaustion and fainted. I did nothing," Ouyang Ye interrupted coldly.
Mu Anxiao snorted. "I hope so." Saying this, she deliberately knocked over the stool, turned, and walked over to crouch beside Lou Yi. At the same time, Lou Yi opened his eyes. Seeing this, she frowned in shock.
Lou Yi, fearing Mu Anxiao would make a sound, shook his head slightly.
"..." Mu Anxiao understood Lou Yi's meaning, cleared her throat, and said, "It seems you didn't lie to me." She pointed at Lou Yi and stood up.
Lou Yi quickly closed his eyes.
"Apologize," Ouyang Ye said lightly.
Mu Anxiao had guessed that Ouyang Ye would push his luck. She took a deep breath, turned to look at Ouyang Ye, still with a stern face, and said, "You've harmed me so many times, and I never saw you apologize to me. Why should I apologize to you?" "If you don't want to apologize, then boil water for me using magic," Ouyang Ye brought the topic back.
At this stage, none of them had their poison removed. If she continued to anger him, she would surely not fare well.
Helpless, she agreed. "I'll boil it, it's not difficult," she said, suddenly looking around.
Ouyang Ye looked at her, confused. "What are you doing?"
"To boil water, I need a small stove. Otherwise, how can I boil it?" Mu Anxiao frowned and looked at Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye pointed at the teapot. "There's water and tea in here. Just heat it up for me with magic."
"Heat it directly," Mu Anxiao said, curling her lips. "Then what's the point of boiling water?"
"Less nonsense. Hurry up, I want to drink water," Ouyang Ye commanded sharply.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao put on an impatient expression. "Why don't you just die of thirst," she muttered, reaching for the teapot.
Ouyang Ye's face hardened.
Mu Anxiao paid him no mind and began to channel her energy.
Beneath the rockery, Feng Qi Shi stopped beside a tree, placing a hand on his chest with a puzzled expression. "Strange, why do I feel so uncomfortable?" he said, taking a breath and looking down at his blackened left hand hanging by his side. He was stunned. "What's going on?" he murmured, quickly raising his hand and staring at his blackened palm.
Just then, the lost man with the dirty face noticed Feng Qi Shi and walked forward kindly, asking, "What's wrong?"
Hearing this, Feng Qi Shi's eyes glazed over slightly. He lowered his hand, turned around quickly, and pretended to be fine. "Nothing."
"You say you're fine," the dirty-faced man said, noticing the sweat on Feng Qi Shi's forehead. "You say you're fine, but your complexion has changed."
"I'm fine, I'm fine. You..."
"It's you." The dirty-faced man recognized Feng Qi Shi as the person who had been standing with Mu Anxiao last night.
Feng Qi Shi feigned ignorance. "You know me?"
"You're with that..." the dirty-faced man thought for a moment, momentarily forgetting Mu Anxiao's name. "You were here last night too." He could only use this sentence to jog Feng Qi Shi's memory.
"Last night," Feng Qi Shi repeated, enduring the pain as he thought. "Did you and I meet last night?"
"You and that man... no, woman, asked me to find a carriage driver, you..."
"How do you know I'm that person?" Feng Qi Shi said deliberately.
Hearing Feng Qi Shi's words, the dirty-faced man chuckled. "My memory is very good. You must be the person I saw last night. You..." He trailed off, then looked at Feng Qi Shi's clothes and exclaimed, "Why are your clothes different from last night? They've become much more luxurious."
"You..." Feng Qi Shi uttered a word, suddenly feeling dizzy, and raised his hand to his chest.
Seeing this, the dirty-faced man instantly understood. "I know, you are the general."
At this moment, tormented by pain, Feng Qi Shi was too exhausted to hide anything. "Since you know, come and help me," he said, extending his hand, realizing... he could no longer move.