However, Mo Juan’s ‘betrayal’ had also completely caught Mu Anxiao by surprise, but this was also good news for her. At the same time, she had thoroughly realized that Ouyang Ye was indeed difficult to deal with. In the mortal world, he was a devil who could see through everything, and it was the same here. She figured that trouble stemmed from speaking carelessly; she couldn’t entirely trust Mo Juan. Concurrently, she couldn’t help but think about Feng Qishi’s safety. She had two choices: death or marriage. Clearly, from her understanding of Feng Qishi, he would choose to die. Now, the only way to save Feng Qishi’s life was to make him yield.
But, looking at the clothes she was wearing and thinking about the forces outside, she still felt a lack of confidence. So, she quickly thought for a moment and said, “I can find Shen Fengzi.” As she spoke, she cast a spell, attempting to contact Feng Qishi.
The Forbidden Forest.
Ouyang Ye stopped and looked up at the blue light flashing past his head. He narrowed his eyes and muttered, “Mu Anxiao.” Then, with a raise of his hand, he dispersed the blue light.
In the study.
Mu Anxiao’s spell was also terminated. She lowered her hand, realizing she had been discovered by Ouyang Ye. “No, I must go out.” As she said this, she glanced at the door and quickly cast a spell to change into casual clothes, then walked to the door.
The next second.
Unfamiliar faces, indifferent eyes... all entered Mu Anxiao’s sight. She slightly furrowed her brow, trying hard to suppress the nervousness in her heart. Stepping over the threshold, she said coldly, “If you know what’s good for you, get out of the way.” As she spoke, she glanced at each of them.
Immediately, they indeed parted.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao was taken aback and said, “Quite obedient.” As she spoke, she walked past them.
A quarter of an hour later.
Using the fractured spiritual energy from before, Mu Anxiao arrived in the Forbidden Forest. What perplexed her was why Ouyang Ye had come here when Feng Qishi had not yet made his choice. Thinking this, and with Mo Juan’s earlier reminder in her mind, she stepped towards the tower in the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Outside the tower.
Feng Qishi and Zhao Mei’er, their hands and feet bound, stood together before the altar. Ouyang Ye, on the other side of the altar, looked at Feng Qishi, who was stubbornly refusing to yield, and Zhao Mei’er, who looked awkward and unable to beg for mercy. He said, “The time is almost up, and you still choose death?”
Feng Qishi snorted coldly and said, “If you’re going to do it, just do it. Why drag it out?”
“If you die,” Ouyang Ye shook his head slightly, “Xiao’er will likely not be happy.”
“What does her happiness have to do with me? Besides, if I die, she might not be sad, because…”
“Still so stubborn, are we?” Ouyang Ye interrupted.
Feng Qishi’s gaze was firm, “I don’t understand what you’re saying. I have long had no connection with Mu Anxiao. The mission you speak of was mine alone; she knew nothing about it.” In fact, before coming here, Feng Qishi had already prepared himself to bear everything alone. He knew that this was Ouyang Ye’s territory, and given Ouyang Ye’s cunning and sly nature, if there was truly only one plan, then they would all die in the end. Thus, he had long made the worst-case preparations, which was to use his final soul’s breath to transmit a message and summon reinforcements to save Mu Anxiao and the others.
Everything he was facing now was actually within his plan.
“It seems this mission cannot be completed,” Ouyang Ye said, looking at Zhao Mei’er. “Do you know what kind of subordinates I detest the most?” As he asked, he snapped his fingers, breaking the silence spell.
Hearing this, Zhao Mei’er gasped for breath and cried, “Master, I will succeed soon. He will surely marry me.” She said, quickly turning to Feng Qishi, “Isn’t that right? You will marry me, won’t you?” As she asked, she nudged her head against Feng Qishi’s shoulder.
Immediately, Feng Qishi intentionally moved aside and said, “I will not marry you.”
“Feng…”
“After several days, you still haven’t captured him. You’re truly… an idiot,” Ouyang Ye said, his gaze fixed. Zhao Mei’er spontaneously combusted.
Just then, Mu Anxiao arrived and saw Zhao Mei’er being easily killed by Ouyang Ye. She was stunned. “Ouyang Ye, kill Zhao Mei’er.” As she spoke, Zhao Mei’er, who could not break free from her restraints, vanished into nothingness after a few screams.
Feng Qishi remained unfazed. “Do you think killing her will make me fear you?”
“I know you are different from her, so,” Ouyang Ye said, clenching the hand that had just killed Zhao Mei’er, “your death will be more miserable than this.” After speaking, he smirked and glanced at Mu Anxiao, who was standing stunned not far away.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao was also looking at Ouyang Ye. Then, while telling herself to remain calm, she walked towards them.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao stopped beside Feng Qishi. “You chose death,” she said, ignoring Ouyang Ye and turning to look at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi grunted.
Mu Anxiao’s heart sank, her nose stinging. “Then our mission…”
“That mission was mine alone,” Feng Qishi finally turned to look at Mu Anxiao. “What does it have to do with you?”
“But…”
“Since you chose Ouyang Ye, it means you have no relation to me anymore,” Feng Qishi said, his eyes growing colder. “You filthy woman, get away from me. I feel disgusted just looking at you.”
Mu Anxiao had never heard anyone call her a filthy woman before. This was the first time she had heard such words, and what surprised her was that they came from Feng Qishi’s mouth. So, she clenched her fists, trying hard to control her temper, turned to look at Ouyang Ye, and sneered, “Are you satisfied now?”
“Xiao’er…”
“Don’t call me that. It disgusts me,” Mu Anxiao yelled.
Feng Qishi lowered his head.
Ouyang Ye smiled. “Since you find it disgusting, I will continue to call you Mu Anxiao,” he said, looking at Feng Qishi. “For Mu Anxiao’s sake, I will spare your life for now.”
At this moment, Feng Qishi wished that Ouyang Ye would act faster so that Mu Anxiao wouldn’t have to marry him. Unexpectedly, Mu Anxiao’s appearance had completely disrupted his original plan. His heart sank, and without thinking, he said, “Since you’re going to kill me, hurry up. What’s the point of this dawdling?”
“Feng Qishi.” Mu Anxiao roared hoarsely. Her objective was to stall for time and quickly find a way to rescue Feng Qishi. So, the moment Feng Qishi spoke, she could no longer hold back.
Ouyang Ye smiled.