The white fox watched in astonishment. Could it be that the nobleman and the mountain spirit knew each other before? Why did the nobleman and her chat so naturally and familiarly?

The mountain spirit led Wu Yue and the others through the door, and as he turned around, he gave Yan Chiyu a meaningful look.

Yan Chiyu looked away, his expression unchanged, calm and composed.

The red house was structured like a maze, with rooms scattered throughout and multiple array formations. Although Wu Yue could sense Cheng Pingxi inside, she couldn't pinpoint his exact location.

It's often said that bystanders see things more clearly. The white fox may have a low profile, but it's seen a lot from the sidelines.

There's something strange about the dynamics between these three people. It's hard to explain in just a few words.

“This young man is indeed handsome—” The Mountain Spirit’s jade hand, stained with flower juice, touched Tie Zhu’s forehead, revealing a gentle and kind smile, like that of someone forgiving a child who has done something wrong. “It’s a pity he’s just a piece of paper.”

As it fell, the iron pillar returned to its original form, transforming from a tall, handsome man of 1.87 meters into a tiny paper doll of 15 centimeters.

He turned his head blankly, saw Yan Chiyu nod, and could only jump back into the boy's pocket.

"Hello, I'm here to pick up my brother." Wu Yue got straight to the point. She didn't waste any words, and unlike the white fox, she didn't tremble at the sight of ghosts. She had some awe, but it was constant.

The mountain spirit smiled but remained silent.

Yan Chiyu crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe, his cool gaze fixed on the mountain spirit. The young man's demeanor was always noble and elegant, his powerful aura easily controlled; yet, the aura he unintentionally exuded at this moment was indeed intimidating to the mountain spirit.

"You can be sentimental and wistful, you can long for beautiful love. But not Cheng Pingxi, give him back to us."

“Yan Jun, you’re wrong about that.” The mountain spirit chuckled like a bell. “I just said that I’ve already thrown the person down to the foot of the mountain. If you’re asking me for the person now, where am I supposed to give birth?”

Wu Yue knew that the mountain spirits must know that they knew Cheng Pingxi was still in this red house, so why was she pretending to be stupid and playing games with them?

"Or you could have one with me? I'd be willing." The mountain spirit suddenly gazed at Yan Chiyu with deep affection.

juvenile:"……"

Wu Yue: "Pfft."

Is it really okay for gossip to involve Yan Chiyu?

"Your appearance doesn't meet my standards," the young man said bluntly, glancing at him coldly out of the corner of his eye.

arctic fox:"……"

Are you blind?

The mountain spirit is so beautiful that even when I transform into a pretty young woman, my temperament cannot compare to that of the mountain spirit.

This guy actually said that mountain spirits and gods are beneath his notice? Oh wow, young man, what a big mouth you have! How high must your standards be?!

The mountain spirit frowned slightly. "I never liked your cold demeanor. What a pity, such a handsome guy, why did he have to grow a mouth?"

Wu Yue controlled her emotions: "..."

What should I do if I really want to laugh?

"In a civilized society, I really don't want to resort to violence. I can certainly destroy this place, do you want to try?" Yan Chiyu said calmly.

This defiant attitude made Wu Yue feel a little jealous.

As if sensing Wu Yue's thoughts, Yan Chiyu took the initiative to explain: "This person is my fifth uncle's old flame."

"ha?"

The white fox and the witch moon share the same surprised expression.

The mountain spirit roared, "You brat, can't you speak properly? What do you mean by 'old flame'?!"

Yan Chiyu glanced at her and casually changed his words: "Oh, she's my ex-girlfriend."

Wu Yue blinked: "..."

This industry is so chaotic, my head is spinning.

Wait a minute, Uncle Yan, who looks a little chubby, actually has such a beautiful young ex-girlfriend?

[Fifth Uncle: I feel offended]

[Fifth Uncle: Back in the day, I was a handsome young man too]

At this moment, my inner thoughts are the same as the sorcerer's: ???