For a child, crying could solve any problem, and now that Bing'er could cry like this with just a few words from Mu Anxiao, it was evident she was using tears to escape her troubles.
However, seeing Bing'er's childlike demeanor, Mu Anxiao suspected that if she continued speaking, she might offend Feng Qishi.
She decided to say no more.
Seeing Bing'er cry, Feng Qishi shifted his gaze directly to Mu Anxiao's face. "Mu Anxiao, that's enough. Let go."
Indeed, as she had expected, Feng Qishi was angry.
Upon hearing Feng Qishi's words, Bing'er cried even more wantonly.
Listening to Bing'er's cries, Mu Anxiao was truly at a loss for words. She consciously released her hand, took a step back, and looked at Feng Qishi with equal grievance. "It wasn't intentional. It was her..." She glanced down at Bing'er, who had fallen to the ground and started kicking and throwing a tantrum, and whispered, "She hit me first."
"Wuwuwuwu..." Bing'er cried even harder.
Mu Anxiao was then utterly speechless.
Feng Qishi stepped forward, squatted down, held Bing'er's shoulders, and said, "Don't cry, don't cry." He patted her twice gently.
Subsequently, under Feng Qishi's comfort, Bing'er stopped crying and said between sobs, "Brother, she bullied me." As she spoke, she pointed at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao furrowed her brows, looked down at Jia, who was also looking up at her, and shrugged.
Jia whispered, "This child will be formidable when she grows up."
"Child," Mu Anxiao muttered. Taking advantage of Feng Qishi not looking her way, she whispered, "I don't think she's just a child."
"What do you mean?" Jia also took half a step back.
Mu Anxiao whispered, "Do you think a simple child would be so calculating? Look at her. The moment you ask a serious question, she cries." She snorted softly. "If there's a problem, there's definitely a problem."
"Now that you say it, it does seem to be the case," Jia whispered, then his gaze unintentionally fell upon Feng Qishi, who was glaring furiously at Mu Anxiao. He jumped in fright. "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."
Mu Anxiao, with her head down, didn't notice Feng Qishi's gaze. She whispered, "I'm just telling the truth." As she spoke, she noticed the direction of Jia's gaze was wrong. She frowned and followed Jia's line of sight, freezing.
Seeing Mu Anxiao looking at him, Feng Qishi coldly asked, "Are you done talking?"
"..." Mu Anxiao twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled.
Just like that, Bing'er cried and said, "Brother, let her release my sister."
Upon hearing this, Feng Qishi turned to glance at the woman still lying motionlessly there, then turned back to Bing'er and said in a low voice, "Bing'er, she is a demon. You and she..."
"She's a good demon."
"You..."
"Ever since I got sick, she has been taking care of me. When Father wasn't around, she was the one who chatted with me. You only just returned, Brother," Bing'er grabbed Feng Qishi's arm. "She is truly a good demon. Everything she does is for Bing'er. Bing'er can guarantee it."
For Bing'er?
Mu Anxiao had been feeling a little guilty. Hearing Bing'er say this, she was reminded of the three fairies the woman had harmed. Thus, she snorted coldly and said, "Shen Moyun, if you help her, you will be letting down your master and your other identity. You'd better figure it out before you make a decision."
"Shut up," Bing'er yelled.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao, his brow furrowed slightly. "What do you mean by that?"
"I assume you didn't hear our conversation, you..."
Unexpectedly, before Mu Anxiao could finish speaking, Zhang Yan's voice suddenly reached her ears. Release the soul of that demoness.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's body stiffened. She swallowed all the words she was about to say to Feng Qishi, glanced to both sides, and whispered, "Why?"
This is your opportunity. Obey.
Opportunity!
In less than a year, the thing Mu Anxiao lacked most was opportunity. Therefore, upon hearing Zhang Yan's words, she immediately perked up. "Really?" she asked very quietly.
Feng Qishi and the others couldn't hear Zhang Yan's voice, so from the moment Mu Anxiao started speaking, they all wore confused expressions.
Zhang Yan: When has Master ever lied to you?
"Haven't you lied to me enough?" Mu Anxiao asked in a low voice.
Zhang Yan was silent for a few seconds and continued: Use the spell you just learned to release the demon soul's restraint.
"Got it," Mu Anxiao nodded. Just as she was about to make a gesture, Zhang Yan said again, "Oh, right, the spell I placed on her, I'm giving it to you."
"What?" Mu Anxiao was surprised. She thought the spell would dissipate automatically after being broken. Now, hearing Zhang Yan say this, her heart couldn't help but flutter with excitement.
Zhang Yan: Don't say "what." You're going into the palace. That demon soul won't be easy to handle. Then, you'll use the spell I gave you... no, the artifact, to subdue her.
"Thank you, Master," Mu Anxiao whispered.
Between us as master and disciple, let's not be so formal. Go. After Zhang Yan finished speaking, a gust of wind instantly floated past Mu Anxiao's ear.
Mu Anxiao deeply felt the chill. She then looked at Feng Qishi, who was looking at her with confusion, and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"
"Nothing," Feng Qishi knew there must be a reason for Mu Anxiao to act like this, so he said intentionally, "Since it's nothing, finish what you were saying."
"What I was saying," Mu Anxiao smiled with her eyes lowered, "I have nothing more to say."
"You..."
"Bing'er, do you want me to release your sister?" Mu Anxiao interrupted Feng Qishi and looked at Bing'er.
Bing'er nodded upon hearing this.
Mu Anxiao revealed a smile. "Alright, I promise, but you have to go out." She pointed to the door.
Bing'er frowned. "No."
"Why not? I won't do anything to your sister. I'm just worried that I might scare you," Mu Anxiao said, looking down at her own hand, then smiling at Bing'er.
Bing'er's eyes were firm. "I'm not afraid. For my sister, I'm not afraid of anything."
"You are truly persistent," Mu Anxiao muttered. As she walked forward, she said, "Fine, since that's the case, I won't bother with you."
Seeing this, Jia quickly followed and said, "Are you really going to do that?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao stopped, turned sideways to look at Jia, who didn't understand her, and whispered, "I have my own decision. You just watch closely and don't speak."
Jia nodded.
Mu Anxiao's lips curved. She turned back, continued her steps, passed Feng Qishi and the others, and walked directly towards the woman.
As the woman saw Mu Anxiao approaching, fear arose in her heart. "What are you going to do?"
"Don't be nervous. Didn't you ask me to release you? I'm releasing you now," Mu Anxiao said. She stopped in front of the woman's head and prepared to cast a spell.
Bing'er stood up.
Feng Qishi glanced at Bing'er and also stood up, saying in a low voice, "Believe her."
Upon hearing this, Bing'er withdrew the foot she was about to step forward and nodded.