The dagger fell silent after Mu Anxiao struck it.
A moment later.
Mu Anxiao stopped before the city gate with Feng Qishi, just as Feng Qishi had said, the city gate was indeed closed.
Not only that, Piao was still the one guarding the gate.
Piao: "You're back." He walked up to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao: "Mm, why are you here?"
"It's because of those ten beggars from last night. They were all scared, so I volunteered to help."
"It's quite rare for a devil to help people," Mu Anxiao decided to chat casually with Piao for a bit before getting straight to the point.
Feng Qishi understood Mu Anxiao's way of doing things and did not stop her.
The second Mu Anxiao spoke, Piao's face turned cold, "Mu Anxiao, I don't like the way you put that."
"..." Mu Anxiao smiled, "Whether you like it or not, I said it. I think if your accomplices knew that you were so kind-hearted now, they'd all be furious."
"That's not right," Piao noticed something was amiss and asked, "Mu Anxiao, is there something you need?"
"..." Mu Anxiao turned to look at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi looked bewildered, "Why are you looking at me?" As he asked, he couldn't help but glance at Piao.
Mu Anxiao: "Didn't you say you wanted to go for a walk?"
"I..." Feng Qishi hadn't expected Mu Anxiao to shift the blame onto him, so his expression stiffened. He said, "The air outside the city is better than inside, I just wanted to go for a walk."
Piao: "Brother Shen, it's just a city wall away, the air is the same."
"It's different," Feng Qishi became unusually agitated.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao quickly took Feng Qishi's arm and said, "I don't know what's wrong with this guy, he just wants to go outside the city. You..."
"You don't need to hide anything from me, do you?" Piao truly couldn't stand their clumsy act anymore.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao naturally let go of the arm she had been holding onto, and said, "I just didn't want to cause you any trouble."
"Haven't you caused me quite a bit of trouble?" Piao retorted.
Mu Anxiao was stunned by this and said, "Piao, you're wrong. When have I ever caused you trouble? Think clearly before you speak."
"You have," Piao stated firmly.
Mu Anxiao: "..." She couldn't be bothered to talk to Piao anymore.
Feng Qishi calmly looked at Mu Anxiao's unhappy expression, then at Piao, who remained composed. He said, "Forget it, we won't play coy with you anymore. She has something to do outside."
Mu Anxiao didn't want to tell Piao that she was going to find the ninety-year-old man because she narcissistically believed that if she did, Piao would definitely follow her, which would be a waste of time.
So, to avoid such a situation, she acted this way.
On the contrary, Feng Qishi thought that Mu Anxiao playing coy here was a waste of time. He also believed that this kind of thing was not a secret, so he revealed it.
Piao looked at the two mysterious figures before him and then glanced at the sky. He said, "I knew you had something going on." As he spoke, his gaze fixed on Mu Anxiao's face.
Mu Anxiao looked embarrassed, "Why are you looking at me?"
"You're looking for that old man, aren't you?"
Hearing Piao's accurate question, Mu Anxiao's heart sank. She said, "You saw through me."
"It was too obvious," Piao said, deliberately glancing at Feng Qishi before looking back at Mu Anxiao, "Are you two capable of this?"
Mu Anxiao was displeased, "What do you mean by that?"
"Or, I can help..."
"No need, you just need to open the gate for us," Mu Anxiao interrupted, looking towards the closed city gate. "Alright, open the gate."
"The old man might not be able to get in."
"I have a way."
"What way do you have?"
"What way I have," Mu Anxiao said, "I'm not telling you. You just need to open the gate for me."
"You..."
"Thank you," Mu Anxiao interrupted.
Hearing Mu Anxiao's thanks, Piao lost the inclination to ask further questions. "Within half an hour."
"I know."
Conversely, Mu Anxiao planned to bring the old man into the city within fifteen minutes. As for Piao's words, she only gave a perfunctory answer, nothing more.
"Okay, go ahead," Piao said, casting a spell to open the city gate.
Then, Mu Anxiao stepped forward, glanced at Piao, and walked directly towards the outside of the city.
At the same time, as Feng Qishi passed Piao, Piao intentionally reached out to block Feng Qishi and whispered, "Protect her."
Feng Qishi met Piao's eyes at close range and said, "I know, you don't need to tell me." With that, he pushed Piao's hand away, stepped forward, brushed past Piao, and caught up with Mu Anxiao.
Piao looked down at the hand Feng Qishi had pushed away, his brow furrowed. He then turned to look at the retreating figures of Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi disappearing into the night, and sighed.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Anxiao stopped in the mass grave. Feeling the cold, damp air, she turned to look at Feng Qishi, who was holding a magic lantern behind her, and said, "Shen the Crazy, come here."
"Mu the Fool, how did you know it was here?" Feng Qishi, showing no fear, walked to Mu Anxiao's side.
On the contrary, Mu Anxiao, due to the eerie atmosphere of the surroundings, became frightened. "Shen..." She swallowed and tremblingly reached out, gently holding Feng Qishi's hand, which was holding the lantern. She said, "Shen the Crazy, look around and see if there's an old man."
Feng Qishi felt the cold sweat on Mu Anxiao's palms and saw her visibly trembling body. He said, "Mu the Fool, you're scared."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao was startled and looked up at Feng Qishi, "Who said I'm scared?"
"Your hands are full of sweat."
"That's water," Mu Anxiao said, letting go of his hand and wiping it on her clothes. She urged, "Hurry up and look."
"You are indeed scared," Feng Qishi said, deliberately placing a hand on Mu Anxiao's slightly trembling shoulder.
Mu Anxiao: "I'm not scared." She pushed Feng Qishi's hand away and looked around.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's feigned calmness, a smile playing on his lips. "Hold onto me," he offered his other arm to Mu Anxiao.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and said, "I knew you were scared." With that, she grabbed Feng Qishi's arm.
Feng Qishi, too lazy to argue with Mu Anxiao on this matter, said, "You're a little fairy who often deals with the night, and now you're this scared. Isn't that embarrassing?"
"Who said I was scared?" Mu Anxiao deliberately spoke loudly, "I just don't like this kind of place."
"Not liking it means you're scared. Coward is coward, and you still won't admit it."
"I'm not scared, it's just..."
Mu Anxiao's words were cut short by an old man's voice from not far away, "So noisy."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's heart pounded. She then gripped Feng Qishi's arm tightly and turned towards the direction of the voice, shouting, "Excuse me, are you the ninety-year-old man?"