You can, try me. Feng Qishi's expression became agitated.
Mu Anxiao frowned, watching Feng Qishi swallow. "You're just a mortal, what do you understand?"
Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao's open mouth and smiled subtly. He thought, *What's wrong with being mortal? I have talent, don't look down on people.*
Hearing Feng Qishi's unspoken thoughts, Mu Anxiao was also surprised. "How is that possible? I couldn't do that before."
It's a matter of intelligence, Mu fool. Feng Qishi thought, then looked up at Hu Yuan, who was approaching him and Mu Anxiao, and nodded politely.
"Hello," Hu Yuan nodded and said.
Feng Qishi grinned. "Why are you here?"
"Have you seen that woman from yesterday?" Hu Yuan asked, glancing at Mu Anxiao.
"That woman from yesterday," Feng Qishi repeated, looking at Mu Anxiao beside him. "Are you talking about her?"
"Not her. I'm talking about the woman in that alley yesterday who was protected by that old man," Hu Yuan said.
Feng Qishi asked, "What do you want her for?"
"I have my reasons for looking for her. Just tell me, have you seen her?" Hu Yuan grew impatient.
Feng Qishi smiled innocently. "I really haven't seen her, but... why isn't your mother with you today?"
"None of your business," Hu Yuan replied.
Mu Anxiao looked at Hu Yuan and couldn't help asking, "Has the wolf demon woken up yet?"
"Why are you asking that? How's your studying going?" Hu Yuan, worried about being discovered, said to Feng Qishi.
Mu Anxiao looked at Hu Yuan's face-saving demeanor and then at Feng Qishi's profile. "The immortal scripture doesn't have the spells you mentioned, but don't worry, I'll find a way."
"You'd better hurry, there's not much time," Hu Yuan continued to stare at Feng Qishi's face.
Feng Qishi narrowed his eyes, looking at Hu Yuan. "Are you two hiding something from me?"
"You don't have a say in this," Mu Anxiao nudged Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi squinted. "I don't have a say, but since I'm here, I have a say."
"This doesn't concern you," Hu Yuan said, then turned and walked away.
Mu Anxiao let out a sigh of relief as Hu Yuan walked away.
Feng Qishi thought, *What immortal scripture?*
Mu Anxiao didn't answer Feng Qishi's question and turned to look at Ma Yan, who was receiving an IV drip.
Knowing Mu Anxiao wouldn't answer, Feng Qishi thought again, *What did you just do to make him unable to find her?*
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you," Mu Anxiao replied impatiently. He walked forward and sat beside Ma Yan in an invisible state.
Feng Qishi looked around, then walked directly in front of Ma Yan and asked, "What illness do you have?"
Ma Yan looked up at the inexplicably questioning Feng Qishi with confusion and retorted, "Who are you?"
"I..." Feng Qishi deliberately glanced at Mu Anxiao and said, "I'm your senior. I've seen you being arrogant a few times. I didn't expect someone as arrogant as you to get sick."
"Are you looking for death?" Ma Yan asked rudely.
Feng Qishi smiled faintly. "No, I'm just friends with Hu Yuan, whom you often bully." Saying that, he directly sat down in the spot where Mu Anxiao was sitting.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao quickly stood up.
Feng Qishi sat steadily on the chair and smiled at Ma Yan.
"You're here to see Hu Yuan, aren't you?" Ma Yan asked.
"What do you mean?" Feng Qishi asked, confused.
Mu Anxiao stood opposite Feng Qishi, narrowing his eyes in annoyance.
"Isn't he hospitalized? Naturally, if you're not at school and are here, you must be here to see him," Ma Yan explained.
Feng Qishi's lips curled. "He was discharged yesterday. As for why I'm here, you don't need to know."
"He's better," Ma Yan said, clearly relieved.
"Weren't you wishing him dead? And now you say this," Feng Qishi snorted. "I'm truly surprised."
"I never wished him dead. Don't talk nonsense," Ma Yan said, glancing away.
"Then why did you always find people to bully him and call him sickly?" Feng Qishi got straight to the point.
"He told you," Ma Yan said, avoiding his gaze.
"His mouth isn't that long. I saw all this myself, but he always told me not to bother you, because," Feng Qishi deliberately raised his fist, "this fist of mine generally doesn't obey my command. If I accidentally hit you without control, I'd have to treat you, which would be too troublesome."
Ma Yan cautiously glanced at Feng Qishi's fist. "Are you here specifically to settle accounts with me?"
"More or less. And also... I can't understand why you bully him. Did he offend you?" Feng Qishi asked deliberately.
Ma Yan lowered her eyelids. "You'd better not ask me. I'm sick right now, and you're disturbing me too much."
"It's precisely because you're sick that I need to nag you. Otherwise," Feng Qishi glanced at Ma Yan's IV-stabbed hand, "if I talked to you like this when you were well, you would have run away long ago."
Ma Yan turned her face away.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Ma Yan's evasive look and then at Feng Qishi. "You really are good at talking nonsense."
*If this woman wasn't so excessive, why would Hu Yuan resent her so deeply? There must be something complicated going on here,* Feng Qishi thought as he looked up at Mu Anxiao.
"It is quite messy," Mu Anxiao said, turning to look at Hu Yuan standing at the entrance of the hall, stunned.
Feng Qishi's brow furrowed, and he followed Mu Anxiao's gaze to Hu Yuan. He thought, *What's going on? Did he see me, or her?*
"It's not you," Mu Anxiao said, smacking his lips. "I haven't mastered this spell well, and it hasn't lasted long. It seems this is about to begin."
It's going to be a problem. Feng Qishi agreed, turned to look at Ma Yan, sighed, and then stood up.
Hu Yuan glanced at Feng Qishi and Mu Anxiao and walked directly to Ma Yan. "You get sick too?"
Hearing this, Ma Yan was startled. She looked up at Hu Yuan and asked, "Sickly, why are you here?"
Hu Yuan detested hearing the word "sickly." The moment Ma Yan uttered it, his expression clearly changed. "I don't know who's sickly."
"I just have a cold, unlike you. You... are a true sickly person. Otherwise," Ma Yan's lips curled, "would you be here so early in the morning?"
Feng Qishi looked at Hu Yuan's increasingly grim expression and frowned. "Ma Yan, I advise you to say less."
"You came here specifically to find me, didn't you?" Ma Yan said, looking at Feng Qishi.