Mu Anxiao watched the dark mist's obvious stunned reaction and continued without thinking, "Answer me, if I save your life, will you listen to me?" She stared intently at the dark mist before her.
This time, the dark mist clearly hesitated the moment Mu Anxiao finished speaking. "That... depends on how you save me." It was still somewhat tempted.
"So, if I save you, you'll listen to me, right?" Mu Anxiao said, as if finding hope.
Immediately after Mu Anxiao finished speaking, the dark mist hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.
Seeing the dark mist's unexpectedly cooperative behavior, the taut string in Mu Anxiao's heart relaxed, "That's good." She smiled.
The dark mist, seeing this, questioned Mu Anxiao's actions, "Why are you telling me this?"
"Your master is a very confident devil. This," Mu Anxiao smiled, "I believe you know better than I do."
"What do you want to say?" The dark mist didn't deny her at all, and asked.
Mu Anxiao's lips curled, "I want to say, since he is so confident, naturally, he wouldn't let himself be embarrassed in front of his subordinate. I believe you understand what I mean." After saying this, she deliberately observed the dark mist's movements.
As expected, in the second after Mu Anxiao finished speaking, the dark mist fell silent, and while silent, it clearly lowered its head.
However, it was precisely the dark mist's reaction that made Mu Anxiao even more certain... this fellow had indeed taken her words to heart.
"..." She deliberately remained silent, waiting for the dark mist's next reaction.
Outside, Feng Qishi had also heard the exchange between Mu Anxiao and the dark mist. He opened his eyes and vaguely looked at Mu Anxiao, who stood opposite him with her eyes closed and hands outstretched, casting a spell. He wanted to speak but couldn't, and wanted to move but couldn't, becoming anxious.
Inside, Mu Anxiao waited with her arms crossed for the dark mist's response.
At the same time, under Mu Anxiao's patient waiting, the dark mist raised its head and met Mu Anxiao's eyes directly, saying, "If my master finds out I helped you, I will still die."
"That means you're not helping me," Mu Anxiao changed her attitude, her tone cold.
"I didn't mean that," the dark mist quickly replied.
Mu Anxiao frowned, "If you didn't mean that, then what do you mean?" She truly couldn't 'figure out' what the dark mist was saying.
The next second, the dark mist began to grin foolishly at Mu Anxiao.
Looking at the foolishly grinning dark mist before her, Mu Anxiao was bewildered, "Can you stop grinning foolishly? Just say what you have to say. You acting like this," she said with a look of disdain, her mouth twitching, "is as if... you're afraid I don't know you're an idiot."
"I'm not an idiot," the dark mist argued.
"Since you're not an idiot, stop grinning foolishly. If you have something to say, just say it," Mu Anxiao said seriously.
After Mu Anxiao finished speaking, the dark mist suddenly... hesitated again.
Seeing the dark mist's obvious indecisiveness, Mu Anxiao instantly became annoyed, "Hey, if you want to say something, just say it. What's the point of hesitating back and forth? Of course," she feigned impatience, "if you don't want to say it, then forget it. I'm too lazy to listen. Honestly, your future has nothing to do with me."
Mu Anxiao had always liked to help 'demons and monsters' who were beneficial to her. Clearly, the dark mist before her was a 'live navigator' for her. When she entered, she could see that this mass of dark mist had no ability to strictly guard against the poisonous gas. She thought that part of the poisonous gas must have already gone elsewhere to 'cause trouble'. If she went to look for it herself, it would definitely delay her time in saving Feng Qishi. However, she could also see that this dark mist, like herself, cherished its life and was equally stubborn. If she forced it, it would definitely not agree.
With her plan in place, she decided to pretend to give up and lure it into her trap.
However, she believed that after her words, the dark mist would compromise by eighty percent.
Just then, the dark mist fell silent once more. "...."