"Impossible, you're her son, she..."
"I am her son, but I'm not the son she likes. Besides, her sadness the other day was purely instigated by you. Look, is she sad now?" Feng Qishi interrupted.
"I believe you, you ghost," the female demon soul leaned in and said.
"I am a ghost," Feng Qishi shrugged.
"You..." The female demon soul was speechless. She glanced at her hand, then at Mu Anxiao, and said, "Alright, I'll give you time. When I come to find you next time, you'd better not break your promise."
Mu Anxiao did not respond.
The female demon soul did not press further. With a turn, she vanished.
Immediately, Feng Qishi glanced in the direction the female demon soul had left and said, "It's a good thing you can't touch her."
"Mm," Mu Anxiao nodded and asked, "How do we get back?"
"You don't know how to get back, and you dared not follow them? Are you crazy?" Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao in surprise.
Mu Anxiao remained silent and walked past Feng Qishi, heading in an unknown direction.
Feng Qishi turned and followed Mu Anxiao. Glancing at the quiet surroundings, he asked, "Hey, if you could stay here forever, would you?"
"No," Mu Anxiao shook his head.
"Why?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao replied, "No reason, I just can't adapt to life here. I like places with many trees, and there are too few trees here."
"Aren't you afraid of mosquitoes?" Feng Qishi asked, surprised.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and said, "Ever since I became an immortal, I'm not afraid of mosquitoes."
"Why?" Feng Qishi asked again.
Mu Anxiao sighed and said, "I don't know why mosquitoes don't fly towards me. I think they might find my blood... No, to be more accurate, your blood is too strong in flavor."
"Then, when I find a body, will mosquitoes bite me?" Feng Qishi asked curiously.
Mu Anxiao shook his head. "I don't know. To be honest, I really don't know where I can find a body for you."
"It's fine," Feng Qishi extended his hand, then retracted it. "I can wait."
"As long as you're not in a hurry," Mu Anxiao nodded.
Feng Qishi gave a simple smile, then remembered Feng Sen's private conversation with Mu Anxiao inside and asked, "By the way, why did Feng Sen look for you just now?"
Mu Anxiao shook his head.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's pensive expression, Feng Qishi couldn't help but frown and ask, "He could send you here, so why didn't he send you back? Could it be," he leaned in to look at Mu Anxiao's profile, "that something unpleasant happened between you?"
Mu Anxiao was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, something unpleasant happened."
"Tell me," Feng Qishi said excitedly.
"Do you really want to hear?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Qishi nodded with anticipation.
Mu Anxiao sighed and said, "He forgot his wallet when he went to buy breakfast, and called me to bring it. I didn't go, so Fan Yan went instead. Then he got angry and mumbled about something the whole way. In short, it was just some complaints. Just now, inside, he told me that the place where your body is buried is far away, and there's no transportation back, so he said we should leave first."
"You didn't tell Zhang Yan and the others, did you?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and said, "If I had told them, Zhang Yan would have turned hostile immediately. He's disliked Feng Sen for a long time."
"Indeed. But that guy has been petty and narrow-minded since childhood. Don't take his words too seriously," Feng Qishi said calmly.
Mu Anxiao replied, "I haven't taken his words to heart."
"That's good," Feng Qishi smiled.
"There's something I'm very confused about right now," Mu Anxiao suddenly said.
Feng Qishi smiled and asked, "What are you confused about?"
"It's just... you also grew up in the Feng family, so why... are you completely different from them?" Mu Anxiao stopped and looked at Feng Qishi with a serious expression. "I think you have your own thoughts."
"This is called individuality."
"I don't think so. I actually think you're becoming more and more like... Shen Yan," Mu Anxiao said faintly.
"Is it bad to be like him?" Feng Qishi asked.
"It's not bad. It just always gives me a false sense of illusion. I always feel like Shen Yan is right beside me," Mu Anxiao said earnestly.
"Alright, don't put too much pressure on yourself. After all, I'm Shen Yan's descendant. It's only natural for you to have this sense of illusion. Of course," Feng Qishi smiled, "if you feel indebted to me, then you should teach me spells properly."
"Okay," Mu Anxiao nodded.
Feng Qishi smiled.
At the same time, the wolf demon and the yin messenger in a suit appeared before Mu Anxiao.
Feng Qishi retracted his smile and looked calmly at the small demon dressed in black, asking, "Who is this?" He looked at the yin messenger in a suit.
The wolf demon, seeing that Feng Qishi didn't recognize him, smiled and said, "I'm your dad."
The yin messenger in a suit glared at the nonsensical wolf demon and said, "Wolf demon."
"You didn't look like this before, did you?" Feng Qishi asked, looking at the wolf demon.
The wolf demon was taken aback. "You've seen me?"
"No," Feng Qishi shook his head and said, "I always thought you were an old man. I didn't expect you to be a little kid."
"Handsome?" The wolf demon raised an eyebrow.
Feng Qishi was speechless.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the speechless Feng Qishi and said, "The lower realm has agreed."
The wolf demon shifted his gaze to Mu Anxiao's face and smiled, "Thank you. Although, you have your motives."
"You're welcome," Mu Anxiao's tone was stiff.
The wolf demon tilted his head and smiled, "You're really perfunctory."
Mu Anxiao lowered his head and said, "After thinking about it, I still think you're reliable."
"Don't worry, I won't let that woman possess your body, my friend." The wolf demon took a step forward and paused as he reached out, asking, "Uh, what's going on?"
"I can't touch ghosts anymore," Mu Anxiao took a step back.
The wolf demon pouted, "That's a real shame."
"What's a shame?"
"Nothing," the wolf demon shook his head, then looked up at the sky and said, "Time is almost up, isn't it?"
"What time?" Mu Anxiao asked.
The wolf demon smiled, "What else could it be, but Hu Yuan's death date?"
"He's sickly," Mu Anxiao said.
The wolf demon spread his hands, "So what? Anyway, it's even better this way."
"Why?" Mu Anxiao frowned.
"To cultivate again and compete with you," the wolf demon pointed at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao turned his face away.
The wolf demon smiled and looked at Feng Qishi, who was staring at him intently, saying, "Don't look at me. I've made up my mind. Only Mu Anxiao can catch me. You..." He waved his hand, "Don't even think about it."
"Don't misunderstand. The female demon soul is my prey. Uh, can I have half of the reward if you help me catch her?" Feng Qishi said cautiously.
"I don't want any reward, it's all yours," the wolf demon said generously.