Feng Qishi said, "I just like to tell the truth. However," he curled the corners of his lips, "I finally understand, by deceiving others, you've ended up deceiving yourself."
"I don't want to talk to you anymore."
As Feng Qishi had said, Mu Anxiao had indeed deceived herself. However, out of pride, she was unwilling to admit it to Feng Qishi, so she put on an air of avoidance.
Feng Qishi saw through Mu Anxiao's thoughts at a glance and didn't press the topic further. He pointed at Mu Anxiao's clothes, saying, "Shouldn't you change these clothes?" He deliberately took half a step back.
"I'm out of money. How about," Mu Anxiao smiled, "you conjure me another set of new clothes? Make them handsome this time."
Feng Qishi waved his hand in front of his nose, saying, "You might change your clothes, but you're still stinky."
"What can be done about that?"
"This," Feng Qishi thought for a moment, then looked up at Piao, who was still standing with his back turned, pretending not to listen but actually hearing everything, "Brother Piao, could you do me a favor?"
Upon hearing this, Piao turned towards Feng Qishi. "I can help, but not her." He pointed at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes, "I knew you'd say that."
"..." Feng Qishi paused, then said, "Alright, forget I said anything."
The moment Feng Qishi spoke, Piao recalled the task An Yan had given him. He then glanced at Mu Anxiao and asked, "Tell me, what do you want me to help with?"
"If possible, could you take her to your residence so she can take a bath?"
"This..." Piao uttered a single word, looking at Mu Anxiao and being stunned for a few seconds. Then he said, "Alright, let's go."
"You agreed just like that?" Mu Anxiao was surprised.
"You're too dirty," Piao said, turning and walking ahead.
Mu Anxiao's mouth twitched. She looked at Feng Qishi, "Can I not go?"
"No," Feng Qishi shook his head.
Mu Anxiao pouted and followed Piao with Feng Qishi.
Half an hour later...
Mu Anxiao put on the new clothes Feng Qishi had given her and walked to the bronze mirror. She casually tied her hair into a ponytail, then tugged at her clothes. She turned to look at Feng Qishi, whom she had let in, and said disdainfully, "You win. It's the exact same servant attire." She spread her arms.
Feng Qishi said, "Your appearance is simply not worthy of having clothes conjured that would match your temperament."
"What do you mean?"
"What he means is that you're too ugly," Piao said, stepping across the threshold.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao glanced at Piao and deliberately said, "They say you're a philanderer. It's truly miraculous that there are no female companions in your house."
"Who told you I was a philanderer?" Piao asked, his face chilling.
Mu Anxiao's eyes flickered, and she said, "I just heard it. Who else could it be? Why are you asking so specifically?"
In the year she had been here, no one dared to provoke Piao.
However, to Piao's confusion, while they dared not provoke him, they also spread all sorts of rumors about him.
Piao had always been puzzled by this and wanted to know who had spread the word.
So, he investigated, but there were no results. Helpless, he gave up.
During this period, to quell the rumors, he deliberately tried to scare those mortals who gossiped behind his back. xxx
In the end, because the mortals feared him, they all shut up. Who would have thought that Mu Anxiao would bring it up now?
This gave him a lead.
Piao asked, "Did you spread those rumors?"
Mu Anxiao shifted her gaze, "What are you talking about? How would I dare? I have leverage over you... person."