As Xu Lan explained, Mu Anxiao thought about Xu Lan ignoring her and said, "After all that, your master looks down on me, doesn't he?"
"Master did not mean it that way," Xu Lan said, worried that Mu Anxiao might misunderstand Xu Lan.
Mu Anxiao replied, "Even if he didn't, I felt that way."
Xu Lan remained silent.
Seeing Xu Lan's silence, Mu Anxiao asked, "Tell me, the demon soul is lurking in this inn, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Alright, I understand," Mu Anxiao nodded, closed her eyes, and sniffed the surrounding demonic aura. "Let's start searching from the first floor." With that, she opened her eyes.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's determined expression, Xu Lan felt a surge of excitement.
A quarter of an hour later.
Mu Anxiao sat at a table in the lobby, propping her chin with one hand, watching the few other demons who had been tricked into greedily eating the green stalks. "Hey, where are those burly fellows?" She looked around and saw that only the waiter was supervising.
"I don't know," Xu Lan replied.
"Okay," Mu Anxiao suddenly felt that this set meal was suspicious.
However, she couldn't pinpoint where the suspicion lay.
A few minutes later.
Feng Qishi and Xu Lan walked into the inn side by side, then went to the table and sat down without hesitation.
Feng Qishi, without asking any questions, picked up the cup Mu Anxiao had used. "Have you guys eaten yet?" he asked, and then drank the water in one gulp.
Mu Anxiao remained speechless. Her nerves tensed, and she glanced at the waiter who wasn't looking at them.
Immediately after, Feng Qishi put down the cup. Just as he was about to ask another question, Mu Anxiao suddenly reached out and covered his mouth. "I advise you not to speak," she said, leaning in and making eye contact with Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi blinked.
"Never mind," Mu Anxiao said softly and lowered her hand.
Xu Lan looked at Mu Anxiao's impolite action towards Feng Qishi and said, "Feng Qishi, your subordinate needs some education."
"Mind your own business," Mu Anxiao glared at Xu Lan, who was sitting next to Xu Lan.
Xu Lan snorted and looked at the men still eating the green stalks, shaking his head slightly.
Feng Qishi poured himself another cup of water.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Feng Qishi's self-conscious action and said, "Get a new cup for yourself. Don't use mine."
"Okay, are you still going to use this one?"
Mu Anxiao thought for a moment and replied, "No, I won't."
"Then it's fine. The moment I used this cup, it became mine," Feng Qishi continued to refill his cup.
Following that, Mu Anxiao clicked her tongue and asked, "Did you two have any gains from going out for a stroll?"
Feng Qishi lowered the cup he was bringing to his lips and smiled. "Guess." He then picked up the cup again.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao gasped, "If I could guess, why would I even ask you?"
"He," Feng Qishi gestured with the hand holding the cup towards Xu Lan, "cannot."
Mu Anxiao followed Feng Qishi's gesture, glanced at Xu Lan opposite her who was staring at her, and pouted, "If you don't want to say, fine. Who cares about your results?"
"Brother Qi, let's continue later."
"Brother Qi?" Feng Qishi was surprised by the appellation Xu Lan gave him.
"Brother Feng is not good, Brother Shi is not good either. Only Brother Qi sounds quite natural," Xu Lan explained.
However, Xu Lan didn't know that Mu Anxiao had never tried to break down Feng Qishi's name.
Upon hearing Xu Lan say this, she laughed, "Brother Shi, Brother Shit. Feng Qishi, your name is too funny."
Feng Qishi was speechless, his face darkening.
Xu Lan said seriously, "Mu Anxiao, it's probably not good for you to mock his name like this."
"I know it's not good, but it's your name, not mine," Mu Anxiao spread her hands.
Xu Lan was speechless.
Feng Qishi retorted, "Mu, you fool, you'd better say less."
"Less is fine," Mu Anxiao said, then looked at the men who were bending over and retching, shuddering, "It must be very uncomfortable."
"Yes, I can deeply relate," Xu Lan nodded.
Mu Anxiao sighed, then looked at the waiter. Suddenly, a black speck of light flashed before her eyes.
Subsequently, she frowned slightly, sniffed the air, and widened her eyes. "I'm going to the toilet," she said, then stood up abruptly.
As she said this, the men who were eating the green stalks vomited.
The waiter smiled at the sight. "You have all failed."
Mu Anxiao, however, paid them no mind and immediately ran out of the inn.
Xu Lan turned his head to look at the middle door leading to the backyard, then at the inn's main entrance, and wondered, "The toilet is inside, what is she going out for?"
Feng Qishi knew that Mu Anxiao had sensed something.
So, he looked at Xu Lan opposite him and asked deliberately, "Why is your complexion not good?"
"I..." Xu Lan guessed that Mu Anxiao must have noticed something, but didn't know how to leave. Now that Feng Qishi asked, she had a reason. "I don't feel well either."
"What's wrong?" Xu Lan asked with concern.
"Master, my stomach also feels uncomfortable," Xu Lan replied.
"Go ahead."
Upon hearing Xu Lan's permission, Xu Lan quickly got up and ran out of the inn.
Feng Qishi looked relaxed and put down the cup he was holding. "Brother Xu, let's go out and see."
"Alright," Xu Lan nodded.
Outside the inn.
Mu Anxiao stood on the roof, looking up at the moon hidden by the dark clouds. She then glanced around and squinted, conjuring a silver rope with her palm.
At the same time, Xu Lan landed steadily beside Mu Anxiao and asked, "What's the situation?"
Mu Anxiao said sternly, "Stay away from me."
"Why?" Xu Lan was obtuse.
"We're on the roof, and space is limited. If you stand next to me, it will affect my performance."
Xu Lan thought Mu Anxiao wanted him to move for his safety.
To his surprise, Mu Anxiao simply thought he was taking up too much space.
Thinking of this, he chuckled awkwardly and moved away.
"Squat down. If you stand here with me, it's too conspicuous," Mu Anxiao reminded him.
Hearing this, Xu Lan consciously squatted down.
Below.
Feng Qishi and Xu Lan stood side by side. Xu Lan suddenly realized, "No, they must have discovered something."
Feng Qishi looked at Xu Lan's slow reaction with exasperation.
Then, Xu Lan looked at Feng Qishi. "By the way, you said today that you are not the professional. Who is the professional? Can you tell me?"
Some people only learn their lesson after hitting a wall.
Xu Lan, after going in circles, finally remembered Feng Qishi's words.
Feng Qishi felt a different kind of emotion upon hearing this.
However, at this critical moment, he couldn't refuse.
Helplessly, he said, "It's Mu Anxiao."
Xu Lan was startled. "Mu Anxiao?"