"You and I share a bond, but you don't need to know who I am."
"Who are you?" The man's expression turned panicked, and his footsteps began to retreat.
Shi Momo looked at the man's retreating figure, puzzled, and asked, "What are you doing?"
However, the man paid her no mind, continuing to stare at the ghostly face before him and asking, "Who exactly are you?"
"You don't need to know who I am, but you were the first unlucky person I met yesterday. Now," the ghostly face grinned sinisterly, "you shall surrender your body to me." With that, it merged into the man's body.
Immediately, the man's eyes snapped open. His clenched fists uncurled, and with eyes now emitting a purple glow, he turned to look at Shi Momo, who was staring at him in astonishment. He tilted his head and said, "Are you looking to die? I can grant your wish." As he spoke, he slowly extended his hand towards Shi Momo.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao rushed over, seeing the man's back. She glanced at the pointer on the circular disc indicating the man and quickly shouted, "Stop!"
Upon hearing her, the man did indeed pause. He tilted his head, half-turning to look at Mu Anxiao as she approached, and grinned, "It's you, the troublesome girl."
"You've already committed a grave mistake. If you kill someone now, it will be a capital offense, and hell will be a light punishment," Mu Anxiao said, retracting the circular disc.
"I am an evil spirit. You cannot defeat me."
Shi Momo’s eyes widened as she watched the man speak to the air.
Mu Anxiao, worried that Shi Momo might see something she shouldn't, glanced left and right. Once she confirmed no one else was around, she snapped her fingers, and she and Shi Momo tumbled to the ground as if grazed by a car.
The man's lips curled. "Show yourself if you dare."
Mu Anxiao stared coldly at the man and casually waved her arm in front of her, saying, "The spirits are already on their way. You..."
"Those brats can't do anything to me. Either leave now, or die," the man said, clenching his fist and lunging towards Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao's eyes narrowed. She reached out and grabbed the man's fist, saying, "You dare mimic my moves? You truly are tired of living." Just as she was about to twist his hand backward, the man said, "This is not my body. I won't feel pain, but this human might not be so lucky."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao released her grip.
Simultaneously, Feng Qishi arrived.
"What are you two doing?" he asked, glancing at Shi Momo, who had fainted on the ground.
Mu Anxiao ignored Feng Qishi and grabbed the man by the neck. "He carries misfortune, but he hasn't decided to hand over his body to you. You're too narcissistic," she said, tightening her grip.
The man's expression contorted.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao in horror and shouted, "He'll die!"
"Shut up," Mu Anxiao roared without looking back, beginning to channel her power to gradually force out the ghostly face's soul.
Feng Qishi, afraid of angering Mu Anxiao, fell silent.
Enveloped by streaks of blue light, the evil spirit was successfully forced out of the man's body by Mu Anxiao.
"I will not give up," the evil spirit declared before vanishing.
As Mu Anxiao released her grip, the man's eyes opened. "It's you," he said, touching his neck. "Strange, why do I feel like I was almost suffocated just now?"
"She angered you," Mu Anxiao said, pointing at Shi Momo lying on the ground.