The silver needle in the money bag felt Mu Anxiao's gaze and asked timidly, "What's wrong?"
Mu Anxiao: "What do you mean by 'finished'?" She stared fixedly at the money bag.
Silver Needle: "Maybe she'll get chopped."
"What?" Mu Anxiao was startled. She looked up at Feng Qishi and asked, "Does she get paid a lot?"
Feng Qishi snapped back to attention, looked at Mu Anxiao, hesitated, and said, "I'm not sure about that." His eyes darted away, as his mind was filled with Ajou's safety.
However, upon hearing Feng Qishi's words, Mu Anxiao showed a surprised expression. "Are you serious? In other words, you're her boss, and you don't know her wages." From her brief interactions with Ajou, she had noticed that Ajou was a money-loving woman, so she assumed that Ajou's judgment of who was good and who was bad would also be measured by wages.
Of course, she knew this wasn't a matter she should be considering right now. But because Ajou was so quiet, coupled with the silver needle's reminder, she felt tense. This tension made her start to overthink.
Feng Qishi was speechless.
Mu Anxiao looked up at Feng Qishi's speechless expression and sighed softly, "Alright, I get it. You still don't know." Saying this, she turned around, took a step forward, and leaned slightly to look through the crack in the door.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's retreating back, remaining silent.
Inside the room.
Ajou still stood there, frozen and silent.
However, Ouyang Ye did not get angry. Instead, he asked calmly, "What is it? Is this question difficult?"
Ajou shook her head. "No, it's just... I don't know any of you well." She didn't dare to lie, so she spoke the truth.
For some reason?
The moment Mu Anxiao heard Ajou say this, she breathed a sigh of relief for her.
Inside, their conversation continued.
"You don't know me well?" Ouyang Ye retorted suddenly.
Ajou nodded.
Ouyang Ye picked up his teacup and took another sip of tea. "I advise you to think carefully about this question. In other words," he tilted his head and stared at Ajou, "this reply of yours is not what I want."
Mu Anxiao clenched her fists upon hearing Ouyang Ye's difficult question.
Ajou trembled, startled. "Master, we've met less than four times in total. When it comes to good or bad, I really dare not speak nonsense." After speaking, she lowered her head.
Then, Ouyang Ye let out a light snort. "You really are cautious, and it pays off." As he spoke, he reached out and made two gestures in front of Ajou's neck.
Seeing this, Ajou flinched, recoiling. "Master, I..."
"I really didn't expect it to be so difficult to get a reply from you. Or perhaps," Ouyang Ye interrupted, narrowing his eyes, "you think I'm not as good as your master, Shen Moyun." He gritted his teeth.
Ajou heard the malice in Ouyang Ye's voice. Looking at him now, her voice trembled. "Master, I dare not." She forced herself to look at Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye: "You are just a person. Taking your life would be a matter of minutes. Also," he said, "a reminder: I like those who are loyal to me. If you are not loyal, this is the consequence." After saying this, he directly crushed the teacup in his hand in front of her.
Ajou took a step back, terrified by the scene.
Mu Anxiao's eyes widened, and she muttered, "Is this guy sick?"
Unexpectedly, at that very moment, Ouyang Ye suddenly turned his face towards the door and said, "Who's outside?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao, like Ajou, shivered and quickly straightened up, looking at Feng Qishi. "I've been discovered."
"Don't worry, he can't find you." Saying this, Feng Qishi became even more worried about Ajou's safety.
Mu Anxiao was also startled by Ouyang Ye's words, so she stepped forward and hid behind Feng Qishi.
Then, Feng Qishi glanced sideways at her, looking confused. "What are you doing?"
Mu Anxiao clung to Feng Qishi's arm and said, "No, what if your spell fails, and he opens the door and sees me?"
"You still don't trust me," Feng Qishi said.
Mu Anxiao: "That's two different things. I still trust you." Saying this, she pressed her face against Feng Qishi's arm.
Feng Qishi was speechless.
At the same time, Ouyang Ye's voice came from inside again. "Ajou, why isn't the door closed tightly? Look at the wind blowing, it made me think someone was outside." As he spoke, he stared at Ajou's face.
Ajou swallowed hard and quickly said, "Master, I was wrong." Then, she went around Ouyang Ye and hurried to the door to close it tightly.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Feng Qishi, who happened to be staring at her, chuckling sheepishly.
Feng Qishi said nothing and turned his gaze back to the door.
Ajou stood by the door, not daring to move.
At this moment, Feng Qishi sensed demonic energy.
Mu Anxiao was still holding Feng Qishi's arm and said, "Ouyang Ye is really dragging things out."
"..." Feng Qishi remained silent, staring intently at the door.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and continued, "Why does he have to get these answers from Ajou? Even if he gets them, what good will it do? Also, Ajou could have just said he was good. She had to be stubborn. Both of them are sick." She leaned closer to Feng Qishi.
"You should be quiet," Feng Qishi said, glancing sideways at Mu Anxiao. "Don't you sense any demonic energy?"
"Demonic energy?" Mu Anxiao only wanted to know Ajou's answer, so she had cast aside everything else around her. Hearing Feng Qishi's words now, her eyes changed instantly. "This is bad." She smelled demonic energy.
Feng Qishi: "Ouyang Ye is making a move."
"It's the teacups," Mu Anxiao said, bypassing Feng Qishi, and walked to the door again.
Feng Qishi looked and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I can't let him make a move," Mu Anxiao said, her eyes fixed on the door.
Feng Qishi frowned.
Inside the room.
Ajou tilted her body slightly to look at the teaware hovering in front of her, holding her breath.
Ouyang Ye remained seated at the table, calmly watching Ajou, who was frozen with fear by the teaware, and smiled. "Scared already?"
"Master, what are you going to do?"
"Answer me, am I good, or is Shen Moyun good? Otherwise, I," Ouyang Ye's eyes flashed with a dark light, and he said casually, "will have all these teacups smash into your face, making you unable to hold your head up for the rest of your life, wishing you were dead."
Ajou's breathing became rapid with fear, but she still dared not speak.
Mu Anxiao listened to Ouyang Ye's threatening words to Ajou and became anxious. "This Ajou, why does she have to tell the truth? Doesn't she know that most people prefer to hear lies? A few pleasant words, and she wouldn't be in this situation. She's truly stubborn." Saying this, she really wanted to rush in and speak for Ajou.
The silver needle listened to Mu Anxiao's words and asked curiously, "If it were you, what would you do?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao lowered her head and looked at the money bag. "..."