"I chose you for a reason," the Yin Messenger said, raising his chain.
Mu Anxiao scratched the back of his head sheepishly, "I know I'm talented, but I never agreed to get involved in your business."
"Regardless, we shall meet again," the Yin Messenger cupped his hands.
Mu Anxiao gave a dry smile.
Shen Yan looked at Lu Yan, "I'll help you keep an eye on this guy."
"Thank you," Lu Yan said, excited.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Shen Yan, who had taken it upon himself to assign a task, and pouted.
Then, the Yin Messenger bowed to Shen Yan and left with Lu Yan.
Mu Anxiao glared at Shen Yan. He suddenly remembered that the Yin Messenger hadn't given him any money, so he quickly called out, "Hey, hey, hey, you haven't given me my payment yet, where are you going?"
"It's on record," the Yin Messenger's voice reached Mu Anxiao's ears through the air.
Mu Anxiao retracted his words and turned to Shen Yan, "Wait here, I'll go get my money before I leave."
"Go ahead," Shen Yan waved his hand.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Shen Yan's hand and then looked at Ye Yin, "Come with me, sister."
"Ugh, can you please stop calling me that?" Ye Yin expressed her disdain.
"Sister," Mu Anxiao feigned sweetness.
"Let's go," Ye Yin cast a disgusted glance at Mu Anxiao and turned to leave first.
Mu Anxiao waved at Shen Yan and then turned to follow Ye Yin.
Shen Yan stood in place, watching Ye Yin's retreating figure, and muttered, "No wonder she doesn't recognize me. It turns out Master also took away her memories. It seems," he tilted his head back to look at the sky, "I can't tell anyone about this."
An hour later, Mu Anxiao was pulled out of the well by Ye Yin. She sat on the ground, a bundle of her own and a dark bundle on her back, panting. She raised her hand to unload the dark bundle from her shoulder and said, "Calculating the years Lu Yan spent in the vine spirit's body, he must have saved up a lot. This feels quite heavy."
"Perhaps," Ye Yin had a strange premonition.
Mu Anxiao gently unfastened the bundle, and as she looked back into the bundle, her eyes widened, and she screamed.
Ye Yin bent over to look at the joss paper in the bundle, cleared her throat, and straightened up.
"He doesn't usually stay in the human world; he usually goes to the underworld. He also has a title called the Underworld Thief," Shen Yan suddenly appeared in front of Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao stared blankly at the large bag of spirit money, her eyes brimming with tears, "Was I scammed by a ghost?"
"You can think of it that way," Shen Yan nodded.
Mu Anxiao sobbed twice and turned her head, "I want to cry for a bit."
"While you cry, burn these," Shen Yan pointed at the spirit money.
Mu Anxiao looked up at Shen Yan, her mouth pouting, "Can't you pity me? We're good friends, aren't we?"
"Who said we're friends," Shen Yan glared at Mu Anxiao and turned his back.
Mu Anxiao's expression froze. She nodded to herself, "Fine, from now on, I'm not playing with you anymore. I'll find you a wife later, just you wait." Saying that, she pushed herself up from the ground and grabbed Shen Yan's arm.
Shen Yan was startled and turned to ask, "What are you doing?"
"I'm a person of principle, let's go," Mu Anxiao said, exerting all her strength to pull Shen Yan towards the courtyard gate.
However, Shen Yan was not someone Mu Anxiao could easily control. Just as Mu Anxiao thought she had succeeded, Shen Yan yanked his arm free from her grasp, took half a step back, "Mu Anxiao, you've really become quite arrogant in the two days you've been here."