"Why are you smiling?" Feng Qishi asked the old man, his face filled with questions.
The old man was still smiling. "I was thinking, you must look hilarious being chased by that girl."
Feng Qishi: "..." He let out a dry laugh, turned his head to look at Mu Anxiao's retreating back as she continued to kick the door, and shivered.
Inside the house.
The old man clearly heard the sound of the house door being kicked. "Listen," he said.
A Long: "I hear it." She looked straight ahead. "It's Mu Anxiao."
"She's here." The old man hadn't recognized Mu Anxiao's voice, so when A Long spoke, he was also surprised.
"Her coming is also a good thing."
"Will she save us?"
"Yes." A Long replied, moving her fingers unintentionally. "I can move now."
"Move..."
Just as the old man uttered the first syllable, a man's voice suddenly reached their ears. "Dad, you're back."
Hearing this, the old man's eyes widened, and his hands clenched into fists. "It's you." He said, trying to turn his head to look at the man smiling at him.
The man: "I really didn't expect you to bring her back again." He glanced at A Long.
At the same time, A Long struggled to stand up and looked at the man in front of her, narrowing her eyes. "You're his eldest son." She glanced at the old man.
The man smiled. "You still remember me. It was me who made my mother chase you away that year. I didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned to come back." After speaking, he walked through the old man's body and stood before A Long.
"You..."
"This is just a gift I'm giving you. Next, I will prepare a... 'grand gift' for you..." The man narrowed his eyes, raised two fingers, and pointed towards the door. "a grand gift." He then flicked his wrist inward, and those yellow papers flew towards A Long one by one.
The old man watched the scene unfolding before him, truly shocked. "Son, what are you doing?" he asked, hurriedly stepping forward through the man's body, pulling A Long away, and blocking the yellow papers.
"As expected, in your heart, there is no my mother." The man said, casting a spell as he took two steps back.
A Long looked at the old man standing in front of her, and the yellow papers behind him, in panic. "Move aside," she shouted.
"I won't," the old man shook his head.
"You..."
The man interrupted. "I'll give you three counts. If you don't move my father, he'll be finished."
A Long's eyes widened. "What exactly are you?" She turned to look at the man.
The man smiled sinisterly. "Three..."
Hearing the man count, the old man quickly said, "Save my wife."
Hearing this, A Long hurriedly looked back at the old man. "I didn't say I wouldn't save her." As the man counted down to two, she pulled the old man aside, stepped forward, stared at the yellow papers fixed in front of her, and said, "Your mother is poisoned, and only I can save her. If you kill me, your mother will die."
"My mother is already dead," the man said, tilting his head back and smiling. He lowered his hand and shouted, "Go!"
The next second, those yellow papers directly attached themselves to A Long's body. As beams of yellow light lit up, A Long was lifted into the air.
But, for some reason, she felt nothing, only held in place.
As soon as the man spoke, the old man ignored A Long. "That's your mother." He turned to look at the man.
The man: "You should find a way to save your woman." He said, taking a bottle from his embrace. The moment he pulled out the stopper, a yellow light shot out, and the old man's wife appeared.
"Mother."
However, the wife did not respond to the man. Instead, her eyes were blank as she stared at the old man. "You're back."
The old man: "You can't die." He said, completely disregarding A Long's life and quickly coming to his wife's side.
The wife: "I found you." She said, unintentionally looking at A Long, who was surrounded by yellow light, and said faintly, "That's A Long."
"..." The old man, hearing this, finally remembered A Long and quickly looked at the man. "Let her go quickly."
"You still care about her."
"Don't talk nonsense. Let her go quickly. Only she can bring your mother back to life."
However, A Long heard everything the old man said.
At this moment, she thought, was she just a tool in his eyes?
When he was young, she was a helper who helped him escape difficulties and achieve wealth.
After he died, she was a monster who saved his beloved wife.
Thinking about it, she laughed.
The man heard A Long's laughter and said, "I heard you. You have no place in my father's heart." He then withdrew the yellow papers attached to A Long.
Next, A Long slowly landed.
"What is your purpose in doing this?"
Hearing this, the man turned to look at Mu Anxiao, who had entered at some unknown time, and exclaimed, "How did you get in?"
Mu Anxiao: "Don't worry about how I got in." She said, limping towards the wife. "You are his wife."
The wife was startled. "Who are you?"
Mu Anxiao smiled slightly. "Who I am is not important." She looked at the old man. "I can see it now. Your son has never trusted you."
The man frowned. "Can you please stop talking?"
"No." Mu Anxiao turned to look at the man. "I can also see your purpose."
The man was stunned.
"This thing is a binding paper," Mu Anxiao said, walking around the old man and limping to A Long's front. She bent down and picked up a yellow paper left on the ground. "If I'm not mistaken, this was given to you by that guy who sold you fake medicine. Also, the bottle that contained the soul was also given to you by that same guy. Am I right?" She turned to look at the man.
The man: "..." His eyes flickered.
"I don't know what your intentions are, but I want to ask you," Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes. "Is this old man truly not your biological father?"
"..." The man was speechless at Mu Anxiao's words.
A Long looked at the back of Mu Anxiao's head, her heart sank, and she lowered her head.
Mu Anxiao: "I'm asking you a question. Are you deaf and can't hear, or what?"
Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, the old man thought about the man's recent actions and said angrily, "You're saying I'm not your biological father."
"..." The man was startled and looked at the old man. "I just didn't want her to come in, so I said that."
"Your acting is quite something, though," Mu Anxiao sneered. "There are some flaws."
Hearing this, the man deliberately changed the subject. "How exactly did you get in?"
Mu Anxiao knew that if she didn't say anything, the man would continue to use this topic to distract the elders. So, to prevent his scheme from succeeding, she said, "Your house's door quality is not good. A couple of kicks and it opened." She spread her hands.
A Long: "..." She unintentionally looked at Mu Anxiao's feet.