Mu Anxiao lowered her head to look at Ouyang Ye's palm, her expression becoming solemn. "What are you doing?" she asked, then looked up to meet Ouyang Ye's eyes.
"Hold me, I'll take you down," Ouyang Ye said softly.
"I don't need you to take me down, I can do it myself," Mu Anxiao said, preparing to dive.
Seeing this, Ouyang Ye's expression stiffened. Before he could reach out to catch Mu Anxiao, she had already fallen. "Reckless," he said, then quickly plunged down.
In a flash, Ouyang Ye landed steadily. He looked up at Mu Anxiao hanging from the tree and said, "This is the result of your recklessness." He then put his hands behind his back.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Ouyang Ye, who refused to help her, and recalled the feeling of falling. She became angry. "Ouyang Ye, you tampered with it."
"Do I seem that despicable in your eyes?" Ouyang Ye's eyes darkened slightly, and he said faintly.
Mu Anxiao: "How dare you say you aren't despicable? I know," she said with mock seriousness. "You must have played a trick behind my back. You disliked me for not listening to you and wanted to scare me to death. Tsk, tsk, how malicious."
"Mu Anxiao, I admit I've done many bad things, but I truly despise being wrongly accused by you like this," Ouyang Ye said. He then leaped into the air and floated in front of Mu Anxiao.
Thus, they were at eye level.
"Wrongly accused?" Mu Anxiao said, thinking she no longer had to strain her voice to speak. "Clearly, you were the one who caused trouble and almost made me fall to my death."
"You're still afraid of death," Ouyang Ye chuckled.
"I'm not afraid of death, but I value my reputation."
"Your skin is so thick, why would you be afraid of losing face?"
"To be harmed by you the moment I arrived here, no matter what I think..." Mu Anxiao's face grew cold as she dared not move rashly. "It all feels unpleasant."
"Now, you should understand why I didn't want you to act rashly," Ouyang Ye said, completely changing the subject.
"..." Mu Anxiao, too lazy to engage with Ouyang Ye, deliberately turned her face away.
Ouyang Ye smiled. "You're so unwilling to accept reality."
"My greatest strength is avoiding problems, so don't worry," Mu Anxiao said, propping her chin with one hand. "I'd rather die than think about you."
"You..."
"As long as I deem someone a bad person, they will always be a bad person."
"If I remember correctly," Ouyang Ye's face turned grim, "you also deeply disliked Shen Yan back then. Why can you forgive him but not me?"
"You are not comparable to Shen Yan," Mu Anxiao said casually.
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Ye clenched his fist. "Mu Anxiao, you are on my territory now. Feng Qishi would never know what I do to you. If you have something in your heart..."
"If I had something in my heart for you, we wouldn't be considered 'rotten peach blossoms'," Mu Anxiao interrupted intentionally to make Ouyang Ye recognize their relationship.
"What do you mean by that?" Ouyang Ye retorted.
Mu Anxiao took a deep breath, turned back, and met Ouyang Ye's eyes intently. "It seems you've forgotten your original intention. If I remember correctly, your initial goal was simply to oppose Yuan Xian, to create 'rotten peach blossoms' and make Yuan Xian constantly make mistakes. And now," she sneered, "you're concerned about my feelings for you. How laughable."
"I'm just unhappy. Whether you have feelings for me or not is irrelevant to me," Ouyang Ye said. He suddenly reached out and cupped Mu Anxiao's head. "Come to think of it, you really are quite troublesome."
"What are you trying to do?" Mu Anxiao sensed something was wrong.
Ouyang Ye smiled without a genuine smile. "Actually, it's quite good for you to get injured. At least you won't think of escaping. And..."
"If I came here, I wouldn't run. Ouyang Ye," Mu Anxiao said, deliberately threatening him. "If you dare to push me off from here, I will absolutely turn your territory upside down and make them have no peace."
"Do you have that ability?" Ouyang Ye challenged.
Mu Anxiao looked at Ouyang Ye's dismissive expression, her eyes becoming exceptionally firm. "I used to capture demon souls. If you dare to touch me, I'll extract the souls of those demons. If you don't believe me, I'll do it as soon as I get back to infuriate you."
"You're limping..."
"Hey, you've hit the nail on the head. If I'm limping, and those demons come and see that I'm crippled," Mu Anxiao snorted, "I don't believe they won't laugh you to death."
"Your mouth is indeed eloquent, but..." Ouyang Ye sneered and withdrew his hand from Mu Anxiao's head. "But I truly dislike this attitude of yours." Saying this, he unexpectedly pushed Mu Anxiao's shoulder, and Mu Anxiao instantly lost her balance and fell.
Because Ouyang Ye's move was sudden, Mu Anxiao closed her eyes the moment she fell.
Immediately after, Mu Anxiao felt herself suspended in mid-air. This sensation made her believe her spiritual energy had recovered. Then, she curled her lips and muttered, "I knew I'd be fine." With that, she opened her eyes to see... her face froze.
"A joy in vain," Ouyang Ye said, carrying Mu Anxiao horizontally.
"Let me down," Mu Anxiao struggled twice.
Ouyang Ye smiled. "If you struggle any more, I'll throw you down." As he spoke, he flashed and brought Mu Anxiao to the edge of a cliff.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao quickly wrapped her arms around Ouyang Ye's neck and said, "Is it fun to scare me like this?" She met Ouyang Ye's eyes intently.
"It is fun. I'm taking you somewhere," Ouyang Ye said, then leaped off the cliff with Mu Anxiao in his arms.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao screamed in terror.
In a blink of an eye.
While Mu Anxiao's voice grew hoarse, Ouyang Ye stood in the center of the Seven-Colored Lake. "Alright, you can come down now," he said, looking down at Mu Anxiao, who was still clinging to his neck.
Mu Anxiao let out a final couple of muffled cries, then opened her eyes... and looked at Ouyang Ye. "Where is this place now?" she asked, releasing her arms and looking down below... her expression froze again.
"Come down," Ouyang Ye said calmly.
"You scared me with the cliff just now, and now you're using water. Ouyang Ye, you're truly shameless," Mu Anxiao said, deliberately tightening her grip around Ouyang Ye's neck.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao's embrace caused Ouyang Ye's body to lean forward. He said, "Mu Anxiao, I finally understand why Feng Qishi calls you Mu the Fool."
"If you dare call me a fool, I will..." Before she could finish, a fragrant breeze blew over. Smelling the floral scent, Mu Anxiao immediately retracted her words, turned her head, and saw... this place was truly beautiful.
Ouyang Ye looked down at Mu Anxiao's expression, captivated by the scenery, and smiled. "I've always wanted to bring you here." After saying that, he gently placed Mu Anxiao down.