Instead, the Yin messenger took it seriously, "So that's how it is. You're quite careless too."
Mu Anxiao looked at the Yin messenger's innocent expression and said, "Let him go."
The wolf demon: "..."
Lin Yan felt nervous for the wolf demon, "...."
Then, the Yin messenger spread out his hand and quickly retracted the black ropes that bound them.
The next second, Mu Anxiao and the wolf demon's feet touched the ground.
Immediately, the wolf demon transformed back to his original form in front of the Yin messenger and said, "This is my true form."
"Oh, a male," the Yin messenger said indifferently.
The wolf demon expected the Yin messenger to show a terrified expression upon seeing him transform back. Clearly, such a response left the wolf demon quite disappointed, "You're not afraid of me."
"Why should I be afraid of you?"
"I am a demon."
"I am a Yin messenger. I am afraid of you," the Yin messenger said dismissively, glaring at the wolf demon and then at Mu Anxiao. "The one you call master, I won't bother with her."
"Aren't you going to try?"
"Why should I try? I don't manage her anyway. Besides, you knew she had the ability to escape and didn't stop her, so that's your problem. It has nothing to do with me."
Mu Anxiao saw the Yin messenger's clear attitude of distancing himself and pouted, "Forget it. In your eyes, I'm the one who ordered her around." With that, she glared at the Yin messenger and looked at the wolf demon, "Hey, aren't you two leaving yet?"
The wolf demon glanced at Mu Anxiao, then at the Yin messenger, "Can we go now?"
"Go ahead."
The wolf demon had initially thought the Yin messenger would pester him. Seeing his indifference now, the wolf demon couldn't help but feel relieved.
"Let's go," the wolf demon said, glancing at Lin Yan, "Let's go."
"Okay," Lin Yan nodded.
The next moment, the two of them left.
After they were far away, Mu Anxiao asked, "You didn't arrest them?"
"It's useless even if I caught them. Anyway," the Yin messenger scanned Mu Anxiao, "those beggars have already identified you."
"You can keep being so confident," Mu Anxiao said, rolling her eyes at the Yin messenger and looking around, "Don't be so smug for now. Speaking of which, did you find the entrance?"
The Yin messenger smiled, "Although it's not the previous entrance, this one will do." As he spoke, he stepped forward and looked down at Mu Anxiao's hand, which was bandaged with a handkerchief. "I thought you were injured somewhere, but it's just your hand."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Your hand, enough to make you faint from pain," the Yin messenger said, using the black rope to tie the wrist of Mu Anxiao's good hand. "You're quite shameful."
"You're the one who's shameful," Mu Anxiao glared at the Yin messenger.
The Yin messenger chuckled, "You get along so well with demons. He even helped you heal."
"How did you know?"
"Demonic energy."
"You sensed it?"
"Of course. However, I'll help you prove that this is the demonic energy left behind by the demon healing you."
Initially, Mu Anxiao was wondering how to explain the demonic energy. Hearing the Yin messenger say this, she let go of her burden and said, "Thank you."
"What are you thanking me for?"
"Nothing much," Mu Anxiao averted her gaze.
The Yin messenger didn't ask further. "Since you were caught by me, naturally I have to manage everything about you. Actually," he became serious, "I also don't wish for you to be the demon's master. But for those ten lives, I must be cautious."
"..."
At this moment, Mu Anxiao wanted to say, if caution is needed, shouldn't one investigate properly?
Catching her? What's the use?
In other words, in her opinion, the Yin messenger's actions were simply a waste of time.
However, she thought, given the Yin messenger's inexperienced methods, he must have a backup plan, right?
Thinking this, she remained silent.
Subsequently, seeing Mu Anxiao remain quiet, the Yin messenger said no more, pulled the black rope, and led Mu Anxiao towards the entrance he had found.
Mu Anxiao obediently followed his steps.
The street.
The ten deceased beggars lay on straw mats, surrounded by people.
Feng Qishi squeezed through the crowd as the wind blew, looking at the dead people, his heart sank. He walked up behind the supervisor and asked, "When will they be buried?"
"Soon," the elder said, shaking his head slightly, "These beggars are truly unfortunate."
"Indeed," Feng Qishi nodded, then looked sideways at the fake Lin Yan standing behind the crowd and frowned, "...."
The elder said, "They all died in their sleep."
Feng Qishi's eyes darkened, "...." Remembering the beggars who left the dilapidated temple last night, tears welled up in his eyes.
The dagger remained quietly in Feng Qishi's embrace, not daring to move.
In the crowd.
The fake Lin Yan looked at the beggars on the straw mats and then at the surroundings, thinking that everyone had left, and it seemed Mu Anxiao should be going down now.
At the same time, Wan Sha appeared behind the fake Lin Yan, "Not bad."
Upon hearing this, the fake Lin Yan glanced at Feng Qishi's side, then turned to look at Wan Sha, "Why are you here?"
Wan Sha knew that mortals couldn't see her, so she reached out and tugged the fake Lin Yan's arm, saying, "Come here." With that, she turned and walked ahead.
Subsequently, the fake Lin Yan glanced at Feng Qishi's side, then turned and followed Wan Sha's footsteps.
Minutes later.
The fake Lin Yan stopped with Wan Sha at an empty alley entrance.
Wan Sha asked, "That dagger, is it yours?"
"You saw it?"
"Yes. Tell me, who gave it to you? Is it the vine spirit?"
"No," the fake Lin Yan said faintly.
"Not the vine spirit," Wan Sha said, "Then... why does the dagger demon obey you?"
The fake Lin Yan didn't want to mention the dagger, but now that Wan Sha had asked, he dared not refuse.
So, he used Wan Sha's words as an opportunity to think and said, "Because she and I are friends."
"Friends?" Wan Sha repeated, snorting lightly, "But she calls you master."
"..." The fake Lin Yan lowered his head and said, "Some things, if you know too much, it might lose its fun."
"I didn't say I want to know everything. I just," Wan Sha's lips curved upwards, "want her."
"Want her?" The fake Lin Yan smiled thinly, "That might be difficult."
"We have a mutually beneficial relationship. Whatever I want, you should give it to me."
"I know, but," the fake Lin Yan said, "I'm sure you also know that the dagger is with Feng Qishi."
"...."
This, Wan Sha did not know. But now, hearing the fake Lin Yan say it, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
The fake Lin Yan saw Wan Sha's thoughtful expression and smiled, "It seems you're afraid of Feng Qishi."
Wan Sha retorted, "Who's afraid of him."
"If you're not afraid, then go and snatch it. Anyway, the dagger isn't in my hands."
"You're trying to scare me."
"Why would I scare you?" the fake Lin Yan asked, unable to help but smile, "I know you have the ability."
"Then you think too highly of me," Wan Sha smiled thinly.