"You and I shirking responsibility?" Feng Qishi retorted, glancing at Piao and Chen. "I gave him narcissism, but I didn't damage his brain. You and I..."
"Because of you, he's become overinflated and forgotten himself," Mu Anxiao interrupted, turning to Feng Qishi.
"Forgotten himself?"
"He thinks he's a remarkable figure, a guardian god. He's also forgotten his past identity, and more importantly, that he's just a person."
"I think he's much more pleasant to be around like this."
"I don't find him pleasant," Mu Anxiao said, dropping the wooden stick she held.
Feng Qishi asked, "Do you find him displeasing because he's stronger than you?"
"Before, I was the one threatening him. Now, he uses the wind to threaten me," Mu Anxiao snorted softly. "It really grates on me."
Although Mu Anxiao didn't answer directly, Feng Qishi understood it as an admission.
"..."
Piao chimed in, "I actually find it quite nice to have a god watching over my house."
Feng Qishi scoffed, "Yes, having a guardian god occupy your home and leave you homeless is indeed very nice."
Piao glanced at Feng Qishi.
Mu Anxiao mused, "If I'm not mistaken, he hasn't been out for long."
"What do you mean?" Chen asked.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Chen, then shifted her gaze back to Feng Qishi. "You, he still has a pulse."
"Yes, but he's stopped breathing."
"Do you know why?"
"Why?"
Mu Anxiao remained silent, then stood up and deliberately turned her back. "The secrets cannot be revealed."
Feng Qishi stared up at Mu Anxiao, a frown creasing his brow.
Piao offered, "He's trying to protect his own body, but sadly, he doesn't realize it."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao pursed her lips into a smile, turned around, and looked down at Piao, who was also gazing up at her. "You're right."
Feng Qishi clarified, "You mean, he's been constantly channeling soul breath into his body, but he's unaware of it."
"Yes, but," Mu Anxiao sat down again, "if he overuses his abilities and creates wind, it will cause great damage to his body and his soul."
"Damage?" Feng Qishi lowered his eyes.
Chen inquired, "Is there any way to save him?"
Mu Anxiao sighed. "The only way is to help him rediscover himself. First," she said with utmost seriousness, "he needs to know he is a person, not a god."
Piao stated, "If we get close to him, he'll definitely blow us away with his wind."
"I know," Mu Anxiao replied, her eyes cast down slightly. "This is truly troublesome!"
Feng Qishi pressed, "How much is 'great damage'?"
Mu Anxiao replied, "His soul will be utterly annihilated, leaving no trace. At that point, it will be your concern." She pointed at Feng Qishi.
"Me?" Feng Qishi was taken aback.
There were things Feng Qishi had never considered. He had initially intended to postpone dealing with Lin Yan's situation.
However, with Mu Anxiao's words, he suddenly felt uneasy.
"Yes, the reason he possesses such formidable abilities is because of you. If he truly... dies completely," Mu Anxiao looked up at the ceiling beam, "you won't escape either. You might be taken back by your master, just like Guan was with Shen Xian in the past. When you come out, I will have become much more powerful than you."
In Feng Qishi's mind, being imprisoned was a minor concern; not seeing Mu Anxiao was the major one. Of course, he would also feel displeased if Mu Anxiao surpassed him in some aspects.
Therefore, to prevent these scenarios, Feng Qishi decided to take the matter seriously.
"What should we do?" His eyes lit up.
Mu Anxiao observed Feng Qishi's sudden surge of enthusiasm and then glanced out the window. "As for what to do, I haven't thought of anything. I want to sleep."
Feng Qishi urged, "Don't sleep. Once this is resolved, you can sleep as much as you want."
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi with a helpless expression, her lips twitching. "Are you that afraid of your master?"
"I'm not afraid of my master, I just..." Feng Qishi stared at Mu Anxiao for a few seconds before continuing, "I just want to save him."
In truth, Feng Qishi thought he didn't want to be separated from Mu Anxiao. But considering Mu Anxiao's stubbornness, if he were to perish, she would likely move on and not bother anymore. Under duress, he could only act this way.
Mu Anxiao remarked, "It's clear your feelings for him run very deep."
Feng Qishi remained silent.
Mu Anxiao continued, "Think about it. Ever since you returned, you've been searching for him, constantly looking until you found him. You even held his hand," she glanced at Feng Qishi's hand, "showing how profoundly your feelings for him run."
Feng Qishi offered a smile.
Chen commented, "With you saying it like that, the relationship between Feng Qishi and Lin Yan suddenly feels quite delicate."
"Indeed," Mu Anxiao agreed with a nod.
Piao looked at Mu Anxiao and Chen's inexplicably synchronized expressions and felt speechless.
Then, Feng Qishi sighed, "Mu, you silly girl, stop rambling and think of a solution quickly."
"I've already thought of one."
"Oh?"
Mu Anxiao smiled. "Lin Yan doesn't recognize himself now, and naturally, he doesn't remember his past. The top priority is to awaken his memories. Only when he finds himself can he be revived."
"How long?"
"Three," Mu Anxiao held up three fingers.
Feng Qishi counted on his fingers, "Three, isn't that a bit short?"
"Didn't you want it done quickly?"
"I..." Feng Qishi had expected at least seven days. Mu Anxiao's statement clearly startled him. "I think three is a bit risky."
"Then how many days do you think?"
"Uh... at least seven."
"Seven?" Mu Anxiao scoffed. "Brother, we still need Lin Yan's help to find those people. If it takes you seven days, those people might be dead or alive..." She trailed off, her expression changing.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi inquired, "What's wrong?"
Mu Anxiao blinked. "I think I've forgotten something." She furrowed her brow in thought. "I remember now, Wan Sha mentioned seeing someone on Mingda Street."
Feng Qishi was momentarily stunned.
Piao added, "She did mention it."
"She absolutely did," Chen affirmed resolutely.
Following this, Mu Anxiao glanced at each of them, then suddenly stood up. "Then it has to be tonight."
Feng Qishi looked up. "Actually, after dealing with those people, we can... deal with Lin Yan later."
Time is money, and time is life. At this moment, Mu Anxiao knew she might not even survive until tomorrow. Even if she did, her spiritual energy would surely be significantly weakened. If that happened, she wouldn't be able to save Lin Yan. Therefore, she had to act quickly.
Thus, she stated with determination, "Stop the nonsense, it's tonight."