At this moment, Mu Anxiao couldn't help but pay attention to Jiong Ye and Zhao Mei'er, who were blocked behind the screen. However, due to the foundations laid by past events, Mu Anxiao dared not easily trust Xi'er's words. In her helplessness, she had to swallow her urge to save them and leave.
Xi'er thought Mu Anxiao would ask her many strange questions. To her surprise, she was so quiet. Stopping, Xi'er's curiosity about Mu Anxiao's thoughts was immediately piqued. "What do you think?" she asked, turning to stare at Mu Anxiao's face.
Seeing Xi'er stop, Mu Anxiao also halted and asked, "What did you say?" Had she truly not heard what Xi'er was saying?
"I said," Xi'er said patiently, seeing Mu Anxiao suddenly snap back to attention, "what do you think of this matter? In other words, do you want to save them?"
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Mu Anxiao was truly baffled by Xi'er.
Xi'er replied calmly, "Just tell me, do you want to save them."
"I..." Mu Anxiao pointed to herself, thought for a moment, and smiled. "I think you should be asking me if I would save you if you were in the same predicament."
"I don't want to ask that," Xi'er said, not understanding Mu Anxiao's meaning.
"Then I don't want to answer either," Mu Anxiao said, playing completely off-script.
Hearing this, Xi'er's face immediately stiffened. "Mu Anxiao, this is my territory, and I hope," she said, deliberately stepping closer to Mu Anxiao, "that you will answer me properly."
"Oh," Mu Anxiao replied dismissively. "Then I'll tell you."
Xi'er raised her eyebrows. She truly disliked Mu Anxiao's attitude, but there was nothing she could do about it. With no other option, she had to tolerate it. "Speak."
"If it were you, I wouldn't save you," Mu Anxiao said, completely casting Zhao Mei'er and Jiong Ye aside from the topic.
"..." Xi'er was rendered speechless.
Seeing Xi'er suddenly fall silent, Mu Anxiao glanced back at the hall and said, "Alright, can I go back now?"
"I hope you will answer me properly," Xi'er said faintly. Her patience with Mu Anxiao was nearing its limit.
At this moment, Mu Anxiao also noticed Xi'er's bad temper. This gave her the idea to continue provoking Xi'er. "I am already answering you properly. In my eyes, you are the same as them."
"So, you don't intend to save them."
"For a moment, but you stopped me," Mu Anxiao said intentionally.
Xi'er smiled.
Mu Anxiao asked, "Do you think I listened to you?" She could see narcissism on Xi'er's face.
Hearing this, Xi'er withdrew her smile and asked, "Didn't you?"
Mu Anxiao also smiled.
Xi'er was bewildered. "What are you smiling about?"
"I'm laughing at your narcissism. I just think they deserve it," Mu Anxiao said, pointing in the direction Ah Xue had led them earlier. "Alright, you can lead the way now." She finished with a smile.
Xi'er looked at Mu Anxiao's fake smile and frowned. "Mu Anxiao, it's truly tiring to communicate with you." With that, she turned and walked ahead.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Xi'er's trailing gown, smiled, and stepped forward. "Your skirt hem really cleans the floor very well."
"Mu Anxiao, you'd better say less," Xi'er said as she walked, her hands clenched into fists.
Mu Anxiao smiled faintly. "Your husband's name is Song Xi."
"Mu Anxiao..."
"My brother's name is Mu Xi," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at Xi'er's clenched fists. "I never expected you to genuinely care for my brother. However, it's been almost a year since my brother left, and you..."
"Mu Anxiao, if you say one more word, I'll sew your mouth shut with a needle," Xi'er threatened, turning around and conjuring a sewing needle.
Mu Anxiao chuckled. "It's been a while, and you've become quite virtuous."
"You... you're finished," Xi'er said, pointing her fingers at the tail of the needle. A long thread appeared.
Mu Anxiao glanced at it and smiled. "So that's how it's done." Mimicking Xi'er's action, she conjured a sewing needle and, while Xi'er was stunned, used sorcery to thread it.
"How do you know this?" Xi'er could not believe that Mu Anxiao possessed a skill she herself had.
Mu Anxiao sneered. "I never wanted to learn sorcery, but I learned it for you," she said. "You should feel honored, right?"
"You..."
"Alright, I have a talent for photographic memory, so I'm naturally very adept at sorcery. If you provoke me again, I'll have to return the favor," she said, then crushed the needle with force, breaking it.
Xi'er exclaimed, "You are an immortal, how can you know sorcery? And... as far as I know, a year ago, you had nothing left. You..." She stopped mid-sentence, suddenly finding the Mu Anxiao before her increasingly terrifying.
"It took a year to recover my spiritual energy and sorcery," Mu Anxiao said, feigning vanity. "I doubt anyone else could do it."
"You..." Xi'er suddenly felt intimidated.
However, Mu Anxiao had not intended to reveal her abilities. But the fact was that this place was far more terrifying than she had imagined. Based on this alone, she had to make Xi'er understand her capabilities first. This way, Xi'er might restrain herself somewhat.
It seemed to be effective now.
"Why did you stop talking after saying just one word?" she asked, feigning ignorance.
Xi'er swallowed, looking at Mu Anxiao, whose hidden abilities were unknown, with extreme caution. "I'm just too lazy to talk to you anymore."
"Is that so? Then when do I start cultivating demonic arts?" Mu Anxiao asked intentionally.
Hearing this, Xi'er's entire being crumbled. "I'll arrange that for you later."
"I think Ouyang Ye must be impatient," Mu Anxiao said, leaning forward to examine Xi'er's face. She continued intentionally, "Your complexion doesn't look good. Could you be pregnant?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Xi'er hissed, her gaze briefly flicking to Mu Anxiao's face before darting away. "I'm just feeling a bit unwell."
"Is that so?" Mu Anxiao said.
Xi'er replied with an "Mhm" and turned to leave.
Immediately afterward, Mu Anxiao smiled faintly and followed Xi'er's footsteps.
Ahead, Xi'er walked while recalling the battle between Mu Anxiao and the giant bear a year ago. Her eyes darkened. 'Could it be that she truly has an immortal body?' Thinking of this, Xi'er glanced back at Mu Anxiao, who was surveying her surroundings, and sighed, not daring to act rashly.