“It’s not that I look down on you, I just think your daydreaming is a bit overconfident,” Feng Qishi said naturally.
Seeing Feng Qishi’s serious demeanor, Mu Anxiao dismissed her earlier thought of overconfidence and self-indulgence. She turned cold and said, “I only want that book to see if there’s a way to deal with the vine spirit. I have no other intentions, so please move aside!” She pointed to the door.
Feng Qishi frowned slightly and said, “To be honest, I asked Zhang Yan for the sorcery book too that day. If I go get it now and he comes back, he’ll definitely be angry.”
“How come I never realized you were so cowardly?” Mu Anxiao said with disdain, looking impatiently at Feng Qishi.
“I know I’m cowardly…”
“Remember, not long ago you said that while I hesitated, the vine spirit would have already found the wolf demon. In the end, just as you said, bad things happened quickly. Now,” Mu Anxiao said seriously, “I’m returning your words to you.” xxs one
“You’re quite the self-promoter,” Feng Qishi said lightly.
“Are you going or not?” Mu Anxiao asked coldly, turning to look behind her.
Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao searching around for something with a puzzled look and asked, “What are you doing?”
Mu Anxiao ignored Feng Qishi and turned to Liu Xian, who had just come out of the kitchen, asking, “Liu Xian, where’s the axe?”
“What do you need an axe for?” Liu Xian asked, wiping his wet hands on his apron.
“I have a use for it, why are you asking so many questions?” Mu Anxiao replied impatiently.
Liu Xian was not intimidated by Mu Anxiao’s attitude. Instead, he became playful and said, “If you don’t tell me, I won’t give it to you.”
Mu Anxiao stared speechlessly at Liu Xian for a few seconds, then said, “Forget it, I’ll find it myself.” With that, she bypassed Liu Xian and began to dart through each room.
Liu Xian watched Mu Anxiao’s disappearing back with a completely bewildered look, his brows furrowed tightly.
Feng Qishi sighed, watching Mu Anxiao’s angry, darting figure.
A few minutes later, Mu Anxiao arrived at Zhang Yan’s door with an axe.
Feng Qishi said, “Don’t make any rash moves.”
“If you’re not going to help me, then don’t speak,” Mu Anxiao said coldly.
Feng Qishi was speechless.
Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi and raised the axe high.
Feng Qishi patted his forehead in exasperation.
Liu Xian, watching Mu Anxiao’s reckless back, suddenly widened his eyes and ran forward, asking, “What are you going to do?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll pay for it,” Mu Anxiao said, then swung the axe towards the door.
Seeing this, Liu Xian quickly reached out and grabbed Mu Anxiao’s wrist, saying, “You can’t do this.”
“I have something to do,” Mu Anxiao said.
Feng Qishi, seeing Mu Anxiao’s determined posture, realized she was completely resolved and compromised, “Alright, I’ll help you.”
At the same time, Zhang Yan returned.
“Mu Anxiao, what are you doing?”
Hearing the voice, Mu Anxiao lowered the axe and turned to look at Zhang Yan, “You’re back.”
Liu Xian pursed his lips, looking at Mu Anxiao’s relaxed state, and breathed a long sigh of relief, “Boss, you’re finally back.” His voice was tinged with a hint of tears.
Feng Qishi also felt a great sense of relief.
Zhang Yan looked at Liu Xian, who had clearly relaxed, and his mouth twitched, “No, aren’t you being a bit too dramatic?”
“Boss, you don’t know how terrifying she is,” Liu Xian said, pointing at Mu Anxiao, who was no longer frowning.
Mu Anxiao didn’t bother to address Liu Xian’s mental state and instead looked up at the sky, saying, “Come inside, I have something to tell you.”
“Okay,” Zhang Yan agreed and then said to Liu Xian, “Alright, I’ll teach her a lesson.”
Liu Xian cautiously glanced at Mu Anxiao, whose emotions had just stabilized, and said, “Boss, she’s a little crazy, and a bit much, but remember not to hit her!” With that, he turned and walked away as if about to cry.
Zhang Yan looked helplessly at Liu Xian’s departing figure and said, “Wait a moment, I’ll find the key.” He then put his hand into his pocket.
A minute later, a hint of impatience appeared in Mu Anxiao’s eyes, and she said, “What are you doing? Are you messing with me?”
“Oh, my key,” Zhang Yan said, deliberately widening his eyes.
Feng Qishi noticed Mu Anxiao’s changing expression and quickly moved to Zhang Yan’s side, whispering, “Don’t tease her at this moment. If she gets angry, she’ll really tear down your door.”
“It’s fine, I know her,” Zhang Yan gave Feng Qishi a look.
Seeing that Zhang Yan seemed unfazed, Feng Qishi sighed and said, “Alright, you continue.” He then stepped back.
Afterward, Zhang Yan continued to tease her, “Oh my, oh my, my key is really gone.”
“It’s gone, is it?” Mu Anxiao said coldly.
Zhang Yan nodded.
Feng Qishi, having seen Mu Anxiao’s courage since she started looking for the axe, and especially seeing Zhang Yan ignoring his words, sighed helplessly.
As Feng Qishi sighed in resignation, Mu Anxiao raised the axe, “You’d better hurry, I don’t have time to play with you.”
“You…”
“Don’t ‘you’ me. You’d better open the door for her quickly,” Feng Qishi interrupted.
Then, Zhang Yan looked at Mu Anxiao’s raised axe and obediently took out a set of keys from his pocket, saying, “Alright, alright, my dear little aunt, I’ll open the door for you. If you smash it with the axe, it’s fine, but if you can’t smash it, then my door will be truly ruined.”
“Since you know that, hurry up and open it,” Mu Anxiao said coldly.
Zhang Yan gave an awkward smile, opened the door, and walked in first.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and said, “Don’t look so downcast. I forgive you.” With that, she walked in.
Feng Qishi looked bewildered at Mu Anxiao’s retreating back as she entered the room, muttering, “I didn’t say anything?” He then scratched the back of his head in frustration, and as he entered the room, he swung his arm backward, closing the door with a bang.
Zhang Yan, who had just sat down, jumped in fright and looked at Feng Qishi, who was standing frozen, saying, “Can you close the door properly?”
Feng Qishi paused, looked at the door, and said, “If I close the door like this, the door won’t break, right?”
“It won’t break, but,” Zhang Yan said, touching his chest, “but I was scared by you.”
“You’re so dramatic,” Feng Qishi pouted.
“I’m an old man, you know,” Zhang Yan said lightly.
Feng Qishi chuckled and asked, “Didn’t Mu Anxiao just come in? Where is she?”
“Over there,” Zhang Yan pointed towards the toilet.
Feng Qishi’s mouth twisted, and he said, “Lazy people really do have a lot of needs when it comes to going to the bathroom.”
“Who are you calling lazy?” Mu Anxiao asked, coincidentally emerging from the toilet.
Feng Qishi smiled and said, “I’m talking about him,” pointing at Zhang Yan.
Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes at Feng Qishi and looked at Zhang Yan, “I know you love collecting books, so,” she walked to the opposite side of the coffee table and spread her hands, “hand over the sorcery book. If you don’t, then tell me the incantation for the demonic soul.” Search "An Xiao Feng Qi Shi Jie Zhong Wen Xue" on Baidu for the latest chapters, read for free first.