"I quite like this young master," the girl said, her eyes filled with a smile.
Mu Anxiao cautiously glanced at the girl's expression and asked, "Aren't you a matchmaker?"
"Can't a matchmaker get married?" the girl retorted indignantly.
Mu Anxiao flinched and shook his head, "No, I'm just surprised, surprised."
"I believe in ghosts and spirits, especially those who cultivate immortality," the girl said, moving two steps closer to Mu Anxiao and casually resting her elbow on his shoulder. "If it's possible, could you help us get together?"
"You mean," Mu Anxiao glanced at Shen Yan, who was gracefully approaching them, "you want me to matchmake between the two of you?"
"Is that possible?" the girl raised an eyebrow.
Mu Anxiao deliberately turned his head outward and said, "It's not impossible, but my young master here is quite picky and has a peculiar temperament. Of course, it would be best if you could end up with him."
"What's your relationship with him?" the girl deliberately leaned her face closer to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao said uncomfortably, "I'm his shield-brother. He makes me do everything, and he gets angry if I don't. It's unavoidable."
"Really? Then you're quite unfortunate," the girl said with a laugh.
Mu Anxiao replied awkwardly, "It's alright. He's also quite good sometimes."
"I can see that." The girl removed her arm, looked up, and stared closely at Shen Yan's face, smiling, "Young master, hello."
"My younger brother has caused you trouble, I beg your forgiveness, girl," Shen Yan said with a gentle tone.
The girl smiled, "Do you want to know my name?"
"Not particularly," Shen Yan replied softly.
The girl covered her mouth with a smile, then looked up and spoke to herself, "My name is Ye Yin."
"You're not human, are you?" Shen Yan suddenly said.
Ye Yin remained composed, "Young master, you cultivate immortality, yet you say I'm not human. What do you mean by that..." Her expression gradually turned stern, "What do you mean?"
Upon hearing that Ye Yin was not human, Mu Anxiao quickly moved behind Shen Yan.
Shen Yan turned his head slightly and asked, "Why are you hiding?"
"She's not even human anymore," Mu Anxiao said, his eyes wide, swallowing hard. "If I don't hide, am I looking for death?"
"If you hide, who will protect me?" Shen Yan said, disregarding Mu Anxiao's safety.
Ye Yin peeked at Mu Anxiao hiding behind Shen Yan, a smile tugging at her lips. She leaned forward, sniffed Shen Yan's scent, then stood up and asked, "Young master, you don't carry any aura of an immortal cultivator. If I'm not mistaken, you're just a mortal, aren't you?"
Shen Yan looked back at Ye Yin, "It doesn't matter what I am. You'd best leave quickly. If I'm not mistaken, a group of demon hunters will arrive in a couple of days. If you want to live, leave."
"Can I say you're concerned about me?" Ye Yin stepped forward and grabbed Shen Yan's sleeve.
Mu Anxiao couldn't help but shiver and turned his head away, "It's always like this, I've had enough."
"Girl, have some self-respect." Shen Yan pulled Ye Yin's hand away and took half a step back, stepping on Mu Anxiao's foot.
Instantly, Mu Anxiao's eyes widened. He tightly pursed his lips, tilted his head up, and looked at the motionless Shen Yan, groaning, "Brother, you're stepping on me."
Shen Yan did not move his foot, continuing to look at Ye Yin and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are a tree demon."
"Oh, humans have very accurate senses," Ye Yin said with a smile.
Shen Yan's expression remained blank, "Not bad. Take care." He clasped his hands in a salute.
"We will meet again," Ye Yin said. With a turn, she vanished.
After she left, Shen Yan removed his foot and turned to look at Mu Anxiao, who was hopping on the spot clutching his foot and crying out in pain, "This is the consequence of you not protecting me."