He gave that confused look again.

Before he could even ask a question, Bi Xie rushed into the restaurant, asked the waiter to open a private room on the second floor, ordered a large table of dishes, and began to wolf them down.

She had figured it out: the big boss of this world was actually an innocent little white dog, not black-hearted and without any intention to harm anyone. His evil aura was completely undetectable unless one encountered a Taoist with extremely high cultivation. He could live a normal life like a human.

So, it's okay if she loses him...right? He was living a good life in the human world before.

But it seems I can't bring myself to do it.

Bi Xie chewed on a piece of braised pork, then clenched his fist and smacked his forehead twice.

"Bi Xie, are you stupid? He is a ghost cultivator. The black coffin that sealed Prince Chi Ye is the same hanging coffin you saw in the burial chamber. Even if you lose him, he won't be in any danger. A thousand-year-old tortoise is a ten-thousand-year-old turtle. His age is probably a combination of tortoise and turtle. Don't fall into his trap again. Go far away."

She stared at the water the waiter brought over, and the face reflected in it was clearly her own face in the real world, only more refined and perfect, with an ethereal, otherworldly quality that was particularly captivating.

She sighed as she looked at her beautiful self; even the blood-stained, dirty Taoist robe couldn't hide her beauty.

So it's not impossible that the ghost cultivator was so captivated by her beauty that he devised a plan to have her perform a mission in order to sleep with her.

She was completely absorbed in her own stunning beauty (????)

Then a noisy shouting and cursing came from downstairs in the restaurant.

"Are you out of your mind? Bringing a coffin to our restaurant? Get out, get out, don't bring bad luck to our restaurant."

"Didn't you hear me tell you to get lost? Are you asking for a beating?"

"Can't you even understand human language? I told you to get lost! Our restaurant doesn't take in beggars. If you don't have money, don't come to our restaurant to eat. Go squat in the corner and beg for food!"

It was the waiter who brought her the food and wine. When Bi Xie heard the word "coffin," he guessed who the person he was yelling at was.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened half of the window, she saw the waiter hurling insults at Ah Jiu. The towel he used to wipe the table was almost thrown at Ah Jiu's face as he continued to curse, "You say you're waiting for someone? Who are you waiting for? You've been standing in our restaurant for an hour. Even if the person you're waiting for has ordered all the dishes in our restaurant, they should have finished eating and come out by now, right?"

A crowd had gathered at the entrance of the restaurant. Some people, seeing his handsome and refined appearance, said, "If what you say is true, then your friend has abandoned you. Otherwise, why would he leave you waiting here in vain without sending anyone to inform you?"

"I think we should just get rid of him," people echoed at the restaurant entrance.

It was midday, a busy time for customers. The waiter was furious to see him standing there like a block of wood, with many customers who were supposed to go into their restaurant going to the restaurant across the street. He shoved him menacingly and said, "Are you leaving or not? If you don't, don't blame me for being impolite." The waiter raised his fist to punch him.

But then she met a pair of eerily dark eyes, and a hint of anger flashed in them. The corners of her slightly upturned lips were pressed down. "A-Xie told me to wait for her. A-Xie won't abandon me."

His deep, mellow voice inexplicably sent a chill down Xiao Er's spine, and he couldn't bring himself to swing his raised fist. He stared at him, caught in a dilemma, when suddenly he felt something fall on his head and roll to the ground.

He looked down and saw it was a peanut.

Many onlookers downstairs were hit on the head with peanuts. Although it didn't hurt or itch, who wouldn't be annoyed by being hit like that? The group felt they had lost face and looked up at the building. Before they even saw anyone, they started cursing, "Which bastard hit your father!"

Bi Xie felt that the measures were not perfect enough, and this time he could not get rid of the simple and straightforward little fool.

She planned to buy a few acres of land for the little fool, and once he was able to farm and support himself, she would suddenly disappear. That way, he wouldn't know where to look for her. She thought this idea was brilliant and was filled with silly joy as she walked along the way.

The little fool was a bit unhappy, and his lips never curled up the whole way.

When Bi Xie came out of the clothing store with two sets of clothes, she handed him one. Only then did he look up at her blankly. He didn't seem happy to receive new clothes. Bi Xie didn't know how she could tell he was unhappy from his expressionless, pale face. She glanced at him and asked, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

He nodded, paused for a moment, looked at her, and asked, "A-Xie, they said you don't want me anymore."

Bi Xie had just taken a swig of wine when he spat it out. After coughing a few times, he looked at him resentfully, "You wasted my wine."

She wanted to change the subject.

Who knew that this silly girl wasn't silly anymore, and stubbornly asked again, "Ah Xie, do you not want me anymore? They said that restaurants are places to eat, and that you've been eating there for a long time, so you're deliberately trying to get rid of me. Will you get rid of Ah Jiu?"

Bi Xie licked the wine stains off his lips guiltily and stubbornly insisted, "I was drunk, so I ate for a while."

"Then Ah Xie won't lose Ah Jiu, right?"

Bi Xie didn't dare look him in the eye, and mumbled a reply. To prevent him from asking any more questions, and also because of the lingering guilt in her heart, she took his hand and bought two skewers of candied hawthorns, handing him one. "Want some?"

He paused for a moment, then opened his palm to take it, and Bi Xie noticed the peanuts he was holding in his hand.

Her eye twitched. Could this be something she dropped?

She shoved the candied hawthorn into his hand and was about to swat the peanuts away when he dodged her. "A-Xie, what are you doing?"

Bi Xie's face darkened. Shouldn't she be the one asking what the peanut was for?

"What are you doing holding that peanut? You'll lose it."

"No, I know it was A-Xie who threw it. I can smell A-Xie's scent. A-Xie is upstairs." He grinned foolishly, making Bi Xie want to punch him. Was this naive and innocent girl in front of her really going to be a "ghost cultivator" in the future? Damn it!

"Don't laugh." Bi Xie glared at him.

Seeing that the smile on his lips had indeed disappeared, she hesitated, wondering if her tone had been too harsh. She took a bite of the candied hawthorn and stammered, "Your smile like that... doesn't look good. How about I smile for you?" When she realized what she had said, Bi Xie blushed with embarrassment.

What is she saying?!

His dark eyes lit up, and he tugged at her sleeve, full of anticipation. "A-Xie, smile." He had never seen A-Xie smile at him before.

"Wait a minute," Bi Xie's face was as red as a charcoal brazier, her lips were dry, and her throat felt like it was on fire. She turned her head away, not wanting him to see her like this at all. Who knew that this silly boy would be so bold as to touch her burning face and say in a daze, "A-Xie, your face is so hot, so warm."