The maid listened to Jia’s words, then looked at Mu Hua’s eyes darting around them. She said, "I don't want to, I don't know..." As she spoke, her gaze swept over Mu Hua's face for a few seconds before continuing, "But I know, she's the one who killed me."
"What did you say?" Jia thought he had misheard.
The maid said, "I said," she lowered her head to look at Jia, her eyes extremely firm, "She ordered those two to kill me. It was her, ordering them to stab me here." She pointed to her chest.
Jia was stunned. He slowly tilted his head up to look at Mu Hua, who stood in place, still looking around, and said, "You mean, she's the real mastermind?"
"Yes, it's her." The maid was firm.
Jia was dumbfounded because he and Mu Anxiao had always believed that the madam was behind everything. They had also always thought that this matter only had a slight connection to Mu Hua, and that she was merely helping the madam conceal her crimes.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that, after going in circles, Mu Hua would turn out to be the main culprit in the maid's murder. Jia didn't know how to respond to the maid's words.
"..."
The maid noticed Jia's speechlessness and said indifferently, "You don't believe me."
"No," Jia said quickly, his eyes flickering slightly. "To be honest, we all thought the madam had killed you. Now, you suddenly saying it was Mu Hua... this... I really can't accept this reality."
"You're a Yin Messenger, your adaptability should be very strong," the maid said softly.
When Jia heard the maid's words, he immediately straightened his back and said, "Of course."
"Then can you help me..." The maid said with a serious expression, "Deal with her." She pointed at Mu Hua.
Jia froze.
The maid frowned. "What, you can't help me?"
"I..." Jia let out a dry laugh and said, "To tell you the truth, I'm a Yin Messenger specifically for collecting ghost souls. As for you... I don't have the right to interfere."
"You..."
"And I've also made it clear to you, I only brought you along because I was afraid you'd get lost. Now, I'm just accompanying you, waiting for the Yin Messenger to take you away," Jia, worried the maid would steal his thunder, became more proactive. "Anything else, I have nothing to do with."
"..." The maid showed a look of disappointment.
Jia carefully looked at the maid's face and said, "However, you can tell me anything you want. When the time comes... I'll help you convey it to your Yin Messenger."
"You help me..." The maid said, lowering her eyes, "But... I only trust you."
"..." Jia smiled bitterly.
Seeing Jia's bitter smile, the maid guessed, "You still don't know my name, do you?"
Jia shook his head.
"My name is Xiao Fei."
"Xiao Fei?" Jia repeated, frowning. "That's not right."
"How is it not right?" the maid asked.
Jia frowned. "Your name is Xiao Fei, but if I remember correctly, none of the young ladies in this manor have surnames. Why do you have one?"
"I can't exactly tell you the name I have here," Xiao Fei said, smiling.
Jia was embarrassed.
Xiao Fei looked at Jia's embarrassed expression, then glanced at Mu Hua, who had already turned and left. She said, "Help me, okay." She lowered her head and stared at Jia.
Jia frowned. "You're using me."
"I..." Xiao Fei hesitated, then said, "I didn't mean that. I just can't accept being killed by her like this. That stab really hurt. I still can't forget that pain."
"..." Jia looked at Xiao Fei's pained expression, then thought of her cold body lying on the wooden plank, and said, "We can't kill her."
"Why?" Xiao Fei suddenly became unhappy.
Jia replied, "Because she's human. Therefore, I can do everything in my power to help you with anything that doesn't harm her life or body." He was very rational. "But once it touches these two aspects, I will definitely not agree."
Xiao Fei fell silent.
Jia quietly gazed at Xiao Fei, not speaking.
Immediately after, Xiao Fei looked at Jia with great disappointment and said softly, "Let me think."
"Think about it," Jia said, looking back in the direction Mu Hua had gone. "Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil. It's not that retribution doesn't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived. I believe that even if you don't act, she will naturally face her retribution."
"Thank you for comforting me," Xiao Fei said and turned to leave.
Jia sighed and turned to follow Xiao Fei. "Are you looking for Mu An... Mu Xiao?"
Xiao Fei responded with a "Mmm."
Jia asked, "Are you going to have her help you? Don't you trust me?" He ran to Xiao Fei's side.
Xiao Fei said as she walked, "I don't not trust you. I just want to see if she will help me." As she spoke, she glanced at Jia.
Jia exclaimed, "Why are you like this?"
"I just want to know," Xiao Fei interrupted, picking up her pace.
Jia had expected that after Xiao Fei saw the person she couldn't bear to part with, she would reveal the murderer. Just as he had expected, she did, but he hadn't anticipated that she would have such ambitions.
At this moment, he helplessly caught up to Xiao Fei's pace.
From behind a nearby tree, Mai Liang calmly watched Xiao Fei and Jia walk away, muttering, "Impossible, it definitely wasn't that girl Mu Hua. That girl named Xiao Fei must have some problem." She then lowered her gaze and thought, "It seems I need to find Mu Anxiao first." With that, she turned and disappeared.
On the other side.
Mu Anxiao was forcibly dragged by Feng Qishi to the back door of the Mu manor. Immediately, before Mu Anxiao could react, Feng Qishi flung her away.
The next second, Mu Anxiao slammed heavily against the door panel.
Feng Qishi showed no signs of concern and said, "Open the door for me."
"...." Leaning against the uneven door panel, Mu Anxiao looked down at her hand, which was clearly bleeding from a secondary injury, and gasped in pain. Unable to bear it any longer, she said, "Shen Moyun, can't you open it yourself? My hand is injured, can't you see it?" After speaking, she glared fiercely at Feng Qishi, then lowered her gaze to her hand.
Feng Qishi crossed his arms. "I told you to open it, so open it. Less nonsense." He narrowed his eyes, as if reminding Mu Anxiao of something.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao understood the meaning in Feng Qishi's eyes and curled her lips. "Fine, I'll open it. What are you being so arrogant for?" As she spoke, she glanced at Mai Xia and the others standing behind him, turned around, enduring the pain in her hand, and gently removed the bolt. Then, she extended one hand and was about to pull the door open when a gust of cold wind suddenly snaked in through the gap.
Immediately, her body stiffened, and she quickly put the bolt back in place.
Feng Qishi saw this and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"Don't speak," Mu Anxiao said, staring at the door panel for a few seconds before turning to Feng Qishi and asking, "Do you feel a cold wind?"
"..." Feng Qishi frowned slightly.
Mu Anxiao continued, "I'm serious." Then, she looked at each of them again, and quickly walked in front of Feng Qishi, tilting her head up to meet his eyes and asking, "Do you feel a cold wind?"
Feng Qishi lowered his head to meet Mu Anxiao's gaze and sighed. "The weather hasn't been very good recently. You might be making a mountain out of a molehill."
"..I.." Mu Anxiao suddenly didn't know how to respond to Feng Qishi.