Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao’s move and was startled, “Well, her speed is quite good.”
Feng Sen lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Mu Anxiao rubbed her fist and said, “Come again.”
Feng Sen looked up at Mu Anxiao, rubbed his face, and smiled, “Not bad, it’s not just for show.”
“For show? What are you talking about? I’m always serious about what I do.” As she spoke, Mu Anxiao bent down and grabbed Feng Sen by the collar.
Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao’s wild demeanor and muttered, “I was going to protect her, but it seems I don’t need to.” With that, the blue light in his hand disappeared.
An hour later…
Feng Qishi sat on a chair to the side, looking at the bruises on Mu Anxiao and Feng Sen’s faces on the stage, and shook his head helplessly.
Mu Anxiao loosened her fists dangling at her sides and looked at the panting Feng Sen opposite her, saying, “How about it, continue?”
Feng Sen waved his hand, “No more, no more. Being beaten like this by a woman like you,” he suddenly collapsed onto the ground, “is really shameful.”
Seeing Feng Sen dejected, Mu Anxiao’s legs buckled and she knelt on the ground, lowering her head and inexplicably starting to cry.
Feng Sen looked at Mu Anxiao crying and asked, “No, I haven’t cried yet, why are you crying?”
Mu Anxiao raised her arm and forcefully wiped the tears from her face, saying, “None of your business.”
Seeing Mu Anxiao’s indifferent side, Feng Sen pouted and also started crying inexplicably.
Mu Anxiao asked, “Why are you crying?”
“My younger brother used to love saying ‘none of your business’ to me, and hearing you say it,” Feng Sen cried loudly, “I remembered him, sob sob sob.”
Feng Qishi looked at Feng Sen’s exaggerated crying and was startled, “How come I never noticed this guy loved me so much before?”
Mu Anxiao sighed, pushed herself up with her hands, walked to Feng Sen’s side, squatted down, and patted his back, saying, “Cry, when you cry, it’s also a form of reflection.”
“Aaaah…” Feng Sen cried out loud.
Then, Feng Sen’s phone rang from below the stage.
Feng Qishi looked down at Feng Sen’s constantly flashing phone screen and shouted, “Mu idiot, his phone is ringing.”
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi’s anxious expression, pushed Feng Sen’s arm forcefully, and said, “Stop crying and answer the phone.”
“Do you have any tissues?” Feng Sen asked.
Mu Anxiao took a used tissue from her pocket, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Feng Sen, “Make do with this.”
Feng Sen took the tissue, not having reacted, blew his nose, and with Mu Anxiao’s arm for support, stood up saying, “Thanks.” He then laboriously got off the stage, walked to the stool, bent down to pick up his phone, and redialed Feng’s mother’s number.
After a few beeps, Feng’s mother’s voice came from the other end, “Hello, what are you doing?”
“Nothing,” Feng Sen replied.
“Why does your voice sound strange?” Feng’s mother asked.
Feng Sen glanced at Mu Anxiao, who had just gotten off the stage, and said, “I have a cold, I’m going to see a doctor.”
“Alright then, you go, and come back quickly.”
“Got it,” Feng Sen replied. Just as he was about to put down the phone, Feng’s mother’s voice rushed through again, “Oh, right, remember to find Mu Anxiao.”
“Find her for what?” Feng Sen asked deliberately.
Feng Qishi looked at Feng Sen’s behavior and thought of what he had said in the car, frowning.
“You forgot what I told you to do,” Feng’s mother said angrily.
“What thing?” Feng Sen deliberately put the call on speaker.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Sen’s actions with a puzzled expression, frowning just like Feng Qishi.
The next second, Feng’s mother’s furious voice came through, “You really forgot! Listen carefully this time… no matter what, she is your brother’s only friend, you must find her for me.”
“I got it, Mom,” Feng Sen was truly frightened by Feng’s mother’s voice.
“Don’t forget,” Feng’s mother said and hung up.
“You didn’t persuade me,” Mu Anxiao said.
“Tsk tsk, awkward,” Feng Qishi said, looking at Feng Sen with a mocking smile.
“No…” Feng Sen chuckled awkwardly, touching the swollen part of his face, and said, “Wasn’t I trying to show off my greatness?”
“You should do this less in the future, you’re too easily exposed,” Mu Anxiao said coldly.
Feng Sen continued to force a laugh, “I know, let’s go then.”
“Take me to the hospital,” Mu Anxiao said.
“Why go to the hospital?” Feng Sen asked.
Mu Anxiao pointed to Feng Sen’s face, “Didn’t you catch a cold? You need to be more realistic, don’t you?”
“You have it on your face too,” Feng Sen cautiously pointed to Mu Anxiao’s bruised cheek and said.
Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes at Feng Sen and said, “Let’s go, I need to go to the hospital, there’s something.”
“Just say it, you just want me to take you,” Feng Sen chuckled.
“Can you stop smiling?” Mu Anxiao pointed at Feng Sen and said.
Feng Sen immediately restrained his smile and agreed, “Okay.”
Mu Anxiao sighed.
Feng Qishi couldn’t help but smile as he saw Feng Sen being so obedient to Mu Anxiao.
At the hospital, the little demon and Zhang Yan had already arrived in Hu Yuan’s room.
“Master.” The little demon walked to the bedside.
Seeing the little demon arrive, the big-headed fat demon quickly stood up from the ground and walked forward, pulling his arm, and asked in a low voice, “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine, big brother.” The little demon shook his head and looked down at Hu Yuan’s haggard face, saying, “Master, what’s wrong?”
“Master’s lifespan is running out,” the big-headed fat demon said, lowering his eyes, “How is Mu Anxiao doing now?”
“Mu Anxiao has lost everything, and now Feng Qishi has taken over her mission. Oh, right,” the little demon, afraid of disturbing Hu Yuan, pulled the big-headed fat demon away from the ward and said, “Feng Qishi is amazing. He tested me and found out I haven’t killed anyone.”
“How is that possible?” the big-headed fat demon said in disbelief.
“It’s true, he made me recite a demon curse, and then he said that only demons that can manifest are those who have killed. I… did not manifest.” The little demon suddenly lost confidence as he said this.
The big-headed fat demon looked at the little demon and said, “Perhaps he was comforting you. We should confess quickly, and then return the soul energy in our bodies to Master, so that Master can reincarnate.”
Seeing how serious the big-headed fat demon was, the little demon gave up his trust in Feng Qishi’s words and nodded, “Okay.”
“By the way, you’ve been following Mu Anxiao, so that demon…”
“That demon injured me, Mu Anxiao saved me,” the little demon interrupted.
“Can you…”
The big-headed fat demon was interrupted mid-sentence by the appearance of a woman.
“No need to talk, your master is inside, right?” she said.
The little demon flinched back half a step in fright.
The big-headed fat demon looked at the woman in front of him with confusion and his eyes widened, “Master.”