Mu Anxiao smiled as she listened to Daggers' words.
Daggers frowned upon seeing the smile on Mu Anxiao’s face. "What are you laughing at?"
Mu Anxiao: "How many years have you followed him?"
"Forgot."
"Forgot?" Mu Anxiao maintained her smile. "You have a good memory, don't you? How could you forget something so important?"
"I forgot, so I forgot. If you want to know, go ask him."
"If I wanted to ask him, I wouldn't be asking you."
"..." Daggers curled his lips. "In any case, I forgot, so I forgot."
Mu Anxiao felt that Daggers was deliberately avoiding the question, so she paused for a few seconds and asked, "Has it been a hundred years?"
Hearing this, Daggers blurted out, "Several decades, not a hundred years."
Mu Anxiao’s lips curved upwards as she heard Daggers' words. "Oh, you speak quite precisely. You said you forgot."
"I certainly won't forget this. Of course, if you ask me for an exact number, I can't say."
"Very honest," Mu Anxiao nodded slightly and said, "Speaking of which, it has indeed taken you quite a long time to figure things out."
"..." Daggers shifted his gaze to Feng Qishi's face.
Following Daggers' gaze, Mu Anxiao turned her head to look at Feng Qishi's sleeping face and asked, "Why are you looking at him?"
"The moment he used his magic to swirl me into the sky, I understood."
"Because of him, you understood." Mu Anxiao continued to stare at Feng Qishi's face.
Daggers shifted his gaze back to Mu Anxiao's face. "Yes, he played a part in it."
"..." Mu Anxiao frowned and looked back at Daggers. "Then why did you harm the wolf demon? You said the wolf demon..."
"That was my impulsiveness. I understand now."
"Understand what?"
"To follow you."
"You're trying to trick me again."
Once bitten, twice shy. After her previous interactions with Daggers, Mu Anxiao was clearly wary of him.
Furthermore, she disliked beating around the bush, so she spoke her mind directly to Daggers.
As for whether Daggers felt pleased or not, she did not care.
Daggers: "..."
"Why aren't you speaking?" Mu Anxiao calmly asked Daggers, who had suddenly frozen.
Daggers said, "I knew you wouldn't trust me."
"Knowing that and still saying it is your courage." Mu Anxiao smirked and pondered, "By the way, what was your former master's name?"
Every demon soul had its own name, and she assumed an imposter would too.
The moment Mu Anxiao said this, Daggers fell silent.
Mu Anxiao looked at Daggers' silent expression and then at Feng Qishi, who had yet to wake up. "What, have you forgotten?" she asked, turning back to Daggers.
Daggers: "He shares the same surname as you."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao stiffened, a sense of foreboding suddenly rising within her. "He shares the same surname as me? That's quite a... coincidence." As she spoke, she suddenly recalled Xu Lan's words, "If their bodies were occupied by simple demon souls, we would find you to help deal with them and bring them down. However, we cannot tell if the soul occupying their bodies is a demon or a human?" After thinking, Mu Anxiao lowered her head.
Daggers did not notice the change in Mu Anxiao's expression and stated plainly, "It's just the same surname. What's coincidental about it?"
"..." Mu Anxiao, lost in thought, did not hear Daggers. She then pondered for a moment and asked again, "Daggers, did he inhabit an old man's body before?" She looked up at Daggers.
Daggers: "Why are you asking this?" She felt guilty.
Mu Anxiao, sensing Daggers was hiding something, said sternly, "If you don't tell me the truth, I'll take you to him right now."
Daggers had been acting this way precisely to avoid any further contact with that imposter.
Now that Mu Anxiao mentioned it, she felt a sense of crisis. "No! If he knows where I am, he will try to destroy me by any means necessary."
"You're afraid of him?" Mu Anxiao tested.
Daggers' eyes flickered as she said, "It's no lie to say I am. I..." She shook her head slightly. "I don't want to see him again. I just want to disappear from his sight quietly, or let him destroy me."
"Let him destroy you. You're quite ruthless." Mu Anxiao had always thought Daggers was a very loyal demon, but she never expected her to hate that imposter so much.
At this, Mu Anxiao felt she couldn't understand their ways.
Daggers: "Some hatred is accumulated over time."
"Accumulated?" Mu Anxiao thought of Mu Miyi.
Daggers nodded. "Yes. Whenever he encountered difficulties, he would give me to other demons, and some times it almost cost me my life. Like this time," she looked at Feng Qishi again, "It's fortunate he showed mercy, otherwise, I might have been finished."
Mu Anxiao: "Are you thanking him?" She glanced at Feng Qishi.
Daggers: "You could say that. I am indeed thanking him." She pointed at Feng Qishi.
"It seems," Mu Anxiao said with a low smile, observing Daggers' sincere expression and recalling her words, "that the demons who discarded you were not as gentle as him."
"...."
In the past, whenever Daggers was handed over by the imposter, he would seal her demonic powers.
Because of her nature, the demons who discarded her were particularly brutal.
Each time, she would lose more than half of her demonic essence because of it. But Feng Qishi hadn't this time, so she was genuinely grateful to him.
Of course, if Mu Anxiao hadn't captured her, she would have kept these words buried forever.
Before this, she believed the only thing she could do for Feng Qishi was to spare him words and actions.
Seeing Daggers' silent expression, Mu Anxiao decided not to pursue the topic further and asked, "Did he possess an old man before?" Her heart began to feel inexplicably uneasy.
Daggers hesitated for a moment and then nodded. "Yes."
"That old man..." Mu Anxiao's mind suddenly conjured the face of Mu Xi. She then swallowed and continued, "Is he dead?"
"Yes."
Mu Anxiao frowned slightly, her eyes filled with seriousness. "His name..." She stopped speaking, truly lacking the courage to utter her brother's name.
Daggers: "What do you want to say?" She cautiously observed Mu Anxiao's pensive face.
Mu Anxiao took a deep breath, calmed her inexplicably tense heart, and looked up at Daggers again. "Nothing."
"Nothing, but I feel like you're..." Daggers frowned slightly. "You seem very nervous."