The man's eyes flashed with triumph. As he slowly reached out to take the booklet, a golden light suddenly burst forth from it. The man's hand was seared by the golden light, and he quickly stood up.
"Why is this happening?" he muttered in astonishment, looking at his hand, which was smoking from being burned.
Mu Anxiao, worried her own hand would also be scorched and smoke, hastily tossed the booklet onto the ground, staggered to her feet, and said, "So blinding, so terrifying."
"Why is this happening?" the man continued to mumble, staring at his hand.
Mu Anxiao dared not flee and stood in place, quietly watching the man who seemed to have gone mad. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"Why is this happening?" the man said, suddenly lifting his head to look at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao dryly pulled at the corners of her mouth. "I don't know. It was fine yesterday. I don't know why it just did that... I..." She cautiously glanced at her palm, which was covered in sand. Her mind raced, and without a second thought, she stretched out her hand. "I was burned too. See for yourself if you don't believe me."
The man took a cursory look at Mu Anxiao's palm and, believing her, said, "I didn't expect that female demon to have cast a sorcery on it. How detestable."
"You know her?" Mu Anxiao tested.
"Were you thrown into the dry well again last night?" the man suddenly asked.
Mu Anxiao found the matter embarrassing and gave a dry laugh. "No, I slept very well in the room yesterday, very comfortably."
"Is that so? Then why did I sense you?" the man asked, taking two steps forward.
Mu Anxiao forced out two "Ha, ha's." "I don't even know who you are. If you sensed me, I..."
"Young master, you don't remember me," the man interrupted.
Instantly, Mu Anxiao's eyes widened. "You're that monster from yesterday." After speaking, she quickly retreated two steps.
"Yes, but I don't want to kill you today. If possible, I hope you can help me," the man said, intending to approach Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao kept backing away. "I am a cultivator. I have a magical artifact on me. Stay away from me," she waved her hands emphatically. "Go away, go away, go away! Be careful, or I'll hurt you."
"Without Shen Yan by your side, you are useless," the man said intentionally.
Mu Anxiao detested being called useless more than anything. Clenching her fists, she said, "Say that again."
"Useless, useless, useless," the man stopped, leaned forward, and deliberately provoked Mu Anxiao.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao's eyes narrowed. She glanced down, her gaze locking onto the booklet on the ground, then the corners of her mouth turned up into a cold哼. Looking up, she pointed at the man. "You just wait." With that, she swiftly bent down, snatched the booklet from the ground, held it in front of her, and threatened the man. "If you dare come any closer, I'll let this thing burn you all over."
"Little girl, it seems you truly want me to..."
"It's not your turn to turn me into an old woman yet," Mu Anxiao declared, then gathered her courage and rushed forward with the booklet, aiming it at the man.
However, things were not as simple as Mu Anxiao imagined. Just as she was about to press the booklet against the man, he suddenly disappeared.
"Huh?" She stopped, looking around in astonishment, and hugging the booklet, shouted, "You can only run away, what else can you do? If you have the guts, fight me to the death!"
"You."
After the man spoke, Mu Anxiao felt a kick from behind. Her body uncontrollably lurched forward, and she fell to the ground.
Thus, she truly fell face-first into the dirt.