The short demon looked at Mu Anxiao’s pale face and said, “Your yuan qi is damaged.”
“It’s nothing, it’ll heal with rest,” Mu Anxiao’s complexion grew increasingly worse.
The short demon looked at Mu Anxiao’s color, then glanced at Feng Yan and the others who were already fading into the distance. He said, “I think you should reveal yourself. This will only drain your yuan qi faster.”
“I know,” Mu Anxiao nodded. With the short demon’s support, she walked towards a secluded spot.
In an instant, Mu Anxiao reached the stairwell. After confirming no one was around, she revealed herself.
“Are you feeling any better?” the short demon asked, concerned about Mu Anxiao’s condition.
“I think so,” Mu Anxiao said, her strength giving out completely, causing her to sit down on the steps.
“It seems you need some nourishment,” the fat demon said to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao, leaning on the railing with one hand, looked up and panted, “I heard dog meat is quite nourishing.”
“Even in this state, you still have a sharp tongue,” the short demon mumbled.
Mu Anxiao struggled to take a breath and said, “I don’t know why, but I feel so sleepy.”
“Then sleep, we’ll watch over you,” the fat demon said.
Mu Anxiao chuckled, “Thanks.” She leaned her head against the railing and closed her eyes.
The short demon smiled back, “You’re welcome.”
“It’s just a bit of immortal magic, how could she be this tired?” the fat demon questioned.
“I don’t know, but I heard Feng Qi Shi is a descendant of Shen Yan. I think,” the short demon frowned slightly and said, “it might be related to that.”
“I don’t think so. Maybe she’s just really tired. After all, she used quite a bit of magic today,” the fat demon said.
“Mmm, I heard that memory-wiping immortal magic… also consumes a lot of yuan qi,” the short demon said, then consciously sat down beside Mu Anxiao.
“Why are you sitting down?” the fat demon asked, looking down at him.
The short demon leaned his head on Mu Anxiao’s arm and said, “I’m tired too. Since I’m idle anyway, boss, I’m going to take a nap.” With that, he closed his eyes.
The fat demon was speechless.
In Feng Qi Shi’s hospital room, his mother looked at his frail appearance and said, “I never expected him to be so fragile inside.”
“Are you done talking?” Father Feng asked coldly.
“No,” Mother Feng stated forcefully. She glanced at Feng Feng, who was sitting by the bedside, and said, “You’re still sick, go back to your room.”
“Mom, you’re not even being nice to my brother when he’s injured. What exactly do you want?” Feng Feng asked with a stern expression.
Hearing Feng Feng’s tone, Mother Feng’s eyes widened. “Feng Feng, I’m not bad to you, am I? Why are you siding with him?”
“Mom! I beg you to stop talking. My brother is like this, can’t you…” Feng Feng didn’t want to say anything harsh to her mother, so she paused and continued, “be nicer to my brother! He’s always respected you since he was little. Can’t you show him more concern!”
“No,” Mother Feng said coldly and turned to leave the room.
Feng Sen glanced at Feng Feng and quickly followed their mother.
Feng Yan stood by the bed, looking at Feng Qi Shi who was still covered in a cold sweat, and said, “Mom’s gone too far this time.”
“Brother,” Feng Feng looked up at Feng Yan and asked, “was what I said too much?”
“Not at all,” Feng Yan reached out and gently patted Feng Feng’s head.
Father Feng sat on the sofa and sighed, “When will your mother ever acknowledge Qi Shi as her son? If this continues, I’m really worried…” He leaned forward and covered his face with his hands. “She’ll really push Qi Shi to death.”
“Dad, I’m here,” Feng Yan said, turning to look at Father Feng.
Father Feng did not respond.
Next, Shi Momo and Yan Ruoruo entered the room.
“Hello, Uncle,” they both said in unison.
Father Feng remained silent.
Seeing Yan Ruoruo arrive, Feng Feng suddenly stood up and asked unfriendly, “Why are you here?”
“I’m sorry, I came to see you,” Yan Ruoruo said softly.
“You…”
Just as Feng Feng was about to speak, Feng Yan grabbed her arm and interrupted, “It’s alright. She wanted to come for a long time, but I didn’t agree.” He glanced uncomfortably at Yan Ruoruo. “Um… since she’s here, don’t be so hostile. You’re classmates after all. Don’t make things too awkward.”
“Brother, it’s all because of her, I…”
Halfway through Feng Feng’s sentence, Yan Ruoruo started crying.
Shi Momo looked at Yan Ruoruo’s inexplicable tears with surprise.
Feng Feng let out a cold snort, “Just keep acting. Crocodile tears.” After that, she glanced at Father Feng, walked past Feng Yan, glared at Yan Ruoruo, and left the room.
Shi Momo looked at Feng Feng’s retreating figure, then at her sister who was inexplicably crying, and was also speechless.
“Why are you girls here?” Feng Yan asked, walking up to Shi Momo.
Shi Momo glanced at Feng Qi Shi’s leg, which was in a cast, and asked, “Is your younger brother okay?”
“He’s fine now.”
“That’s good,” Shi Momo nodded. She then looked at Father Feng, who hadn’t spoken to them since they entered the room, and said, “Well, we’ll be going now. Let me know when Feng Feng is discharged from the hospital.” She glanced at Yan Ruoruo, who was still crying beside her.
Feng Yan followed Shi Momo’s gaze to Yan Ruoruo and said, “You’re all classmates. If you just talk to Feng Feng nicely, she’ll listen.”
“Okay,” Yan Ruoruo raised her arm and wiped the tears from her face.
“We’re leaving,” Shi Momo said softly.
“Mmm,” Feng Yan nodded.
Shi Momo smiled slightly, took Yan Ruoruo’s hand, and turned to walk out of the room.
The moment they stepped out of the room, Feng Feng suddenly appeared and blocked Yan Ruoruo’s path. “What are you crying about?”
Shi Momo pursed her lips as she watched Feng Feng and consciously stepped aside.
Yan Ruoruo slightly raised her eyes to look at Feng Feng and said, “I’ve wanted to see you for a long time. I’m sorry. It’s all because of me that you… suffered such great harm.”
“You think a simple ‘I’m sorry’ can change my opinion of you,” Feng Feng said coldly. “You’re dreaming.”
“You…”
“From now on, I don’t want to see you again. Understand?” Feng Feng interrupted.
Hearing Feng Feng say this, Yan Ruoruo’s tears fell once more.
Feng Feng glared at Yan Ruoruo and walked back into the room.
Yan Ruoruo, her shoulders shaking, turned and walked to Shi Momo. “Sister, let’s go.”
“Can I treat you to a coffee?” Shi Momo said to Yan Ruoruo.
Yan Ruoruo sniffled and nodded.
“Let’s go,” Shi Momo said, supporting Yan Ruoruo as they walked away.
At this time, Mu Anxiao had already woken up.
“Your head is quite comfortable to lean on,” she said, looking down at the short demon’s head.
Hearing this, the short demon was startled. He opened his eyes, sat up, and gave Mu Anxiao a simple, shy smile.
Mu Anxiao didn’t speak. She got up, holding the railing, and said, “I’m much better.”
“Your complexion has also recovered,” the fat demon said, pointing to Mu Anxiao.