"You know it's meaningless, yet you still say it," Jia glanced at Mu Anxiao.
"Then tell me the truth, and I won't be like this," Mu Anxiao said deliberately.
Jia was rendered speechless.
Lou Yi lowered his head, looking at Jia's speechless expression, and chuckled.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao became curious about Jia's task. "What task did he assign you? Do you need my help?"
Hearing Mu Anxiao's string of questions, Jia smiled. "Of course, I do."
"..." Mu Anxiao sneered. "Since you need my help, why were you so arrogant? In that case, I might as well..."
"Gu Qin has an accomplice," Jia interrupted, knowing that Mu Anxiao's attitude would surely change upon hearing this news.
As expected, the moment Jia uttered these words, Mu Anxiao retracted her earlier mockery and became serious. "You mean Gu Qin has an accomplice? That there's more than just her demonic soul in this mansion." As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance at Feng Qishi, who had made such absurd speculations.
Feng Qishi put down his teacup.
Jia continued, "I'm not entirely sure of the specifics, but since Hei Feng said it, it means the other demonic souls must be here."
"I heard a voice similar to Gu Qin's not long ago," Mu Anxiao began providing clues to Jia.
Hearing this, Jia frowned. "..." He stared at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao added, "But it was only a voice."
"Was it also a woman's?"
"Of course, it was a woman. I already said it was the same voice, why would you..."
"Some men's voices can sound like women's," Lou Yi chimed in.
Mu Anxiao's eyes lit up, and she looked at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi shook his head slightly.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao quickly stepped forward, lowered her head to stare at Feng Qishi, who was leisurely seated at the table, and asked, "What do you mean by shaking your head?"
"Have you noticed... something is missing from your room?"
"Missing?" Mu Anxiao exclaimed, thinking for a moment, then quickly turned to look towards the wardrobe. She gasped, "Huh, where did Xiao Fei go?"
Hearing this, Jia quickly moved in front of Mu Anxiao. "Why is Xiao Fei here?"
"She found her own way here, but she can't tolerate light, so I set up a spell in this room." Mu Anxiao stared at Jia for a few seconds before looking around the room again. "No, she shouldn't be able to get out."
"You think it was her?" Jia suddenly asked.
Mu Anxiao immediately lowered her head to look at Jia. "Impossible, she..." She stopped mid-sentence, suddenly recalling those ordinary souls that could move freely in sunlight. Her heart sank, and she glanced towards Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi: "..." He sighed and stood up.
Mu Anxiao continued, "Could that voice have taken her away?" As she spoke, she fixed her gaze on Feng Qishi's face.
Feng Qishi shook his head slightly.
"What do you mean by shaking your head?"
"I'm not sure, but..." Feng Qishi paused, and suddenly there was a noise from the direction of the wardrobe.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao shifted her gaze from Feng Qishi's face, turned, and quickly walked to the wardrobe. She opened the door without hesitation, and Xiao Fei appeared within her sight. However... Xiao Fei had fainted.
"No way," she murmured, quickly bending down and placing two fingers above Xiao Fei's wrist. Her eyes darkened.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi anxiously asked, "What's the situation?"
Mu Anxiao turned to look at Feng Qishi and shook her head.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's reaction, Jia quickly went to the wardrobe, bent down as Mu Anxiao had, and felt for Xiao Fei's pulse. He then stood up and said, "She's fine."
"Her soul has lost consciousness, how..."
"Her consciousness was merely manipulated and taken away. As long as we recover her soul's consciousness, she'll be alright," Jia stated calmly.
Mu Anxiao listened, then looked at Jia's serious expression and smiled. "I didn't expect you to be so professional."
"Praise me after things are settled," Jia replied. The moment he turned, he sensed movement outside the house. He then quickly looked at Lou Yi and urged, "Let's go."
Upon hearing this, Lou Yi vanished along with Jia.
Mu Anxiao was bewildered. Just as she casually closed the wardrobe door, Bing'er's voice came from outside. "Brother, where are you?"
Feng Qishi heard this, glanced at Mu Anxiao, and said nothing.
Mu Anxiao asked, "Why is she here?" As she spoke, she glanced at A'Mei on the bed and gestured towards the outside.
Feng Qishi understood Mu Anxiao's meaning and turned to walk towards the door.
At that moment, Mu Anxiao quickly stepped to the door and closed it.
Feng Qishi walked down the steps and looked at Bing'er, who was shouting and running towards him. "What is it, Bing'er?"
Bing'er replied, "Brother, I need to talk to you." She stopped in front of Feng Qishi, catching her breath.
Feng Qishi tried to sense Bing'er's aura and found... no demonic energy. He said, "What do you need me for?"
In the room, Mu Anxiao also took the opportunity to sense Bing'er's aura, thinking, Bing'er is human.
Bing'er took Feng Qishi's hand. "Brother, why are you here?"
"What do you need me for?" Feng Qishi asked again, deliberately.
Bing'er looked displeased. "Brother, you have to answer me first."
"This..." Feng Qishi reluctantly replied, "I came to see Sister Mu Xiao."
"She has nothing to do with me."
"Bing'er, that's rude," Feng Qishi said sternly.
Bing'er got angry. "You're mean." She hit Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi was speechless for a moment. Then, thinking about Bing'er's relationship with Gu Qin, he patiently asked, "Bing'er, how did you know I was here?"
Bing'er smiled. "Guess."
Feng Qishi shook his head slightly. "I can't guess." He wanted to find clues about Gu Qin's accomplice from Bing'er.
"It was..." Bing'er pouted. "Brother, can't you use your brain?"
"My brain is rusty and can't move," Feng Qishi said intentionally.
"You're really boring," Bing'er said unhappily.
Conversely, Feng Qishi smiled at Bing'er. "Tell me, and I'll buy you candied hawthorn. They're very sweet."
"I don't want to eat it, it's sour."
"Did your father buy it for you?"
"Yes, it was awful, I didn't like it."
"Then what do you like?"
"I like... eating food you cook," Bing'er said, tightening her grip on Feng Qishi's hand. "Brother, let's go to the kitchen."
"But I have something to do," Feng Qishi tried to refuse, genuinely not wanting to cook.
Bing'er whined, "Why are you like this?" She sulked, let go of Feng Qishi's hand, and started to wail.
"Bing'er, can you tell me now how you knew I was here?" Feng Qishi said, squatting down to meet Bing'er's eyes.
"Guess," Bing'er continued her fake crying.
Feng Qishi sighed. "If you don't tell me, I won't talk to you anymore." Suddenly, he sensed demonic energy from Bing'er.