Shen Yan stood at the door.
"Scram," he said, his gaze cold, uttering a single word to Mu Anxiao.
"It wasn't me, let me explain," Mu Anxiao turned to Shen Yan, speaking urgently.
"In the past six months, I knew exactly how deep your hatred for me ran. From the moment I encountered the vine spirit, I guessed you had ambitions, but I never expected you to be so blatant, Mu Anxiao," Shen Yan clutched his chest, "Congratulations, you succeeded. You've successfully become an immortal. Now, just... scram."
"Shen Yan, there's a misunderstanding," Mu Anxiao said, looking anxious.
"You've finally regained your female form. Go now, and don't let me see you again," Shen Yan said coldly.
Mu Anxiao remembered Shen Yan's heartless words that day until this very moment. Halting her reminiscing, Mu Anxiao's face was already stained with tears.
"What's wrong?" the Yin messenger asked Mu Anxiao.
Shen Yan looked at Mu Anxiao with a blank expression and said, "Get out of my sight."
"It wasn't me, she was lying to you," Mu Anxiao couldn't help but shake her head and looked up at Shen Yan, "Everything that happened that day wasn't what you thought. I always thought you were someone cultivating immortality, I..."
"Mu Anxiao, you're just a vain and greedy woman. I don't want to hear anything you have to say," Shen Yan glared coldly at Mu Anxiao, "In other words, I've resented you for fifty years. You want me to forgive you now? Dream on."
"Shen Yan, that day I was beaten black and blue by the wolf demon. Then I accidentally saw your things on the stone table, and I just wanted to take them back. I really didn't steal them."
"I'm just a soul now, what use is it for you to tell me this," Shen Yan was indifferent.
After that bout of remembrance, Mu Anxiao clearly lost the arrogance she had when she first arrived, becoming weaker instead. "Shen Yan, during the six months I spent with you, although you caused me a lot of pain, I truly had no reason to harm you like that. You... there's really a misunderstanding between us."
"Scram," Shen Yan coldly spat out the word.
"Shen Yan," Mu Anxiao called out helplessly.
"Let's go," Shen Yan glanced at the Yin messenger.
The Yin messenger nodded. Just as they took two steps, pulling the silver rope, Mu Anxiao's friend, another Yin messenger, arrived. "It seems it's time for things to be clarified."
Hearing this, Shen Yan turned to look at the Yin messenger he hadn't seen in a full fifty years and uttered two words: "It's you."
"Ever since you became human, you couldn't see any ghosts or spirits. I tried to find you several times, but to no avail. However, this girl is truly wronged," the friend Yin messenger glanced at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked at Shen Yan's disgusted expression and said softly, "Hei Feng, you shouldn't say anything more."
"I remember everything that happened that day more clearly than anyone else," Hei Feng glanced at Mu Anxiao, then looked at Shen Yan, "Shen Yan, I know your junior brother has been by your side for these fifty years. Although I don't know why he would misrepresent what he saw, but..."
"I remember the pain of fifty years ago as clearly as day. No matter how much you say, I won't listen," Shen Yan interrupted Hei Feng.
Hei Feng furrowed his brow, growing angry, "Shen Yan, have you gone mad? You know better than any of us what kind of person Mu Anxiao is. Do you know what that wolf demon did to her that day? If she hadn't drunk that immortal blood, she... she would have been annihilated."
Mu Anxiao cleared her throat and said quietly, "You're exaggerating."