Mu Anxiao glanced at the wolf demon who looked confused and said, "Shen Fengzi, I think you've truly gone mad." She then let go of the Yin messenger's hand and turned to look at Feng Qishi, whose face was stiff.
"I..."
"I think you've gone mad too," the Yin messenger interrupted, pushing Mu Anxiao's arm. "He let the dagger go, and you stopped me from pursuing. What difference is there between you and him?"
Mu Anxiao hadn't expected the Yin messenger not to be angry with Feng Qishi. She felt a moment of awkwardness and turned back to the Yin messenger. "I just saw you were injured." As she spoke, she looked at the Yin messenger's chest and froze.
The Yin messenger said, "I don't die unless I make a mistake. You've truly taken too much care."
Mu Anxiao pursed her lips. "Yes, I suppose I have been a bit too concerned."
The Yin messenger then snorted lightly and looked at Feng Qishi. "Tell me, why did you do that?"
Feng Qishi replied, "You guess."
"You..." The Yin messenger uttered a syllable, his gaze shifting unnaturally before he immediately conceded, "Alright, I understand. You must have your reasons for doing this."
"It's good that you know," Feng Qishi said. He inadvertently looked at Mu Anxiao and the wolf demon, who had both turned their attention to him, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"It's different when you have a connection," Mu Anxiao shook her head in amazement.
The wolf demon added, "Exactly. You've gone too far this time, and he doesn't even suspect you. It's really unfair." He then looked at the Yin messenger.
Seeing the wolf demon looking at him, the Yin messenger said righteously, "It's because you two have done too many bad things in the past. Feng Qishi here hasn't."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao clicked her tongue. "You have quite a prejudice against us."
"..." The wolf demon glanced at Mu Anxiao and chimed in, "Exactly."
At the same time, Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao and the wolf demon, who had inexplicably started cooperating, with surprise. He chuckled, "Since when did you two become so chummy?"
"Chummy," Mu Anxiao repeated. She then looked down at her clothes and said, "Shen Fengzi, do you know how to speak? What do you mean, he and I are chummy?"
"I just said it casually. Do you have to be so literal?"
"He's a demon, and I'm a little fairy," Mu Anxiao emphasized. She looked at the Yin messenger again. "You too. What do you mean I've done many bad things? I've never done anything wrong."
"You haven't done anything wrong?" The Yin messenger glanced meaningfully at Feng Qishi. "If you hadn't done anything wrong, Feng Qishi wouldn't be called Feng Qishi now."
Mu Anxiao: "..." She understood what the Yin messenger meant, so she stopped wanting to speak.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's stunned expression, the wolf demon thought for a moment and exclaimed excitedly, "Oh no."
"What is it?" Feng Qishi asked.
The wolf demon replied, "Lin Yan." With that, he turned and ran away.
The Yin messenger frowned, recalling how the dagger had escaped successfully. He said, "Mu Anxiao, I'll go take a look."
"Go ahead."
The Yin messenger nodded and glanced at Feng Qishi before running off.
Immediately after, Mu Anxiao remained standing in place, calmly watching the retreating figures of the two. She then turned to Feng Qishi. "Shen Fengzi, whether you believe me or not, I'm asking you now, what is our relationship?"
"Partners."
"Alright, then let me ask you again, who is more important, your disciple or me?"
"....."
In Feng Qishi's heart, Mu Anxiao and Lin Yan were equally important.
He didn't want to choose between the two, so he remained silent.
Mu Anxiao understood that it wouldn't be easy for him to answer this question. She thought for a moment and then said, "Fine, I won't force you. Then tell me now, why did you let that dagger go?"
"She's..." Feng Qishi hesitated for a moment, then said against his will, "She's something belonging to my disciple."
Mu Anxiao found Feng Qishi's words strange. She thought for a moment and then said, "You know."
"What?"
"You know that those ten beggars were killed by your disciple."
"I..."
"Just say you know, or you don't know."
"Just ten beggars."
However, Mu Anxiao had never expected Feng Qishi to speak like that. The moment he uttered those words, her nose suddenly felt a sting, and her eyes instantly blurred. "...."
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's teary eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mu Anxiao said, "Today, when you saw the beggars die, you were still upset. It hasn't been long, and you've changed your mind. Shen Fengzi," she suppressed the sudden surge of bitterness in her heart and looked up at Feng Qishi, "From now on, you and I are no longer partners." With that, she turned and walked away.
Feng Qishi froze. Then, thinking of Mu Anxiao's already stubborn nature, his heart sank. He called out urgently, "Mu Shazi, listen to me."
Mu Anxiao: "...." She raised her arm to wipe away the defiant tears that had fallen and continued walking forward.
Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao's receding back, feeling anxious. "Mu Shazi, stop for me."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao shouted back without turning her head, "Shut up! I will definitely catch that imposter. Just you wait."
Listening to Mu Anxiao's resolute words, Feng Qishi couldn't help but recall his attitude towards her in their past life. Thinking of their enemy-like relationship, he clenched his fists and decided to stop pretending in front of her. He strode towards her.
The next moment, Feng Qishi caught up to Mu Anxiao. "Mu Shazi, I'll be honest with you." He reached out and grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm, forcing her to stop.
Mu Anxiao asked, "What can you be honest about?" Without turning her head, she tried to pull her arm away from Feng Qishi's grasp.
"We're partners, aren't we?"
"No."
"It's not right to stop being partners with me just because of this," Feng Qishi said awkwardly.
The more Mu Anxiao heard Feng Qishi say this, the more uncomfortable she felt.
So, she took a deep breath, turned sideways, and looked at Feng Qishi with displeasure, saying, "I gave you a chance."
"You really don't want to be partners with me anymore?" Feng Qishi continued to hold Mu Anxiao's arm and looked down into her eyes.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's innocent eyes indifferently, her lips curling into a smirk. "To be honest, I really don't have time to argue with you about this right now. Let go." She glanced at the arm Feng Qishi was holding.
"I'll be honest."
"I don't want to hear it."
"If you don't listen, I won't let go, and I'll keep wasting your time," Feng Qishi said childishly.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's completely changed attitude and closed her eyes with great helplessness. "Shen Fengzi, your disciple is fake, and Lin Yan has been greatly harmed by your current disciple."
"I know," Feng Qishi nodded.