He obediently let go of her hand and nodded vigorously, "Diao Yu will definitely be a good child from now on!"
Seeing him stare at Yu Lin's face and say such a thing felt so out of place that Nan Xian twitched her lips uncomfortably and quickly changed the subject: "Let's get down to business. Where is Yu Lin right now?"
Diao Yu clapped his hands, and the nightingale's sharp beak flew down from his front, landed on the ground, and flapped its wings.
With a "whoosh," Nan Xian's vision blurred, and then she saw a faceless "corpse" appear out of thin air on the previously empty floor.
"Holy crap!"
Nan Xian's scalp tingled, her hair stood on end, and she almost cried out, "What the hell is this?!"
Diao Yu blinked, puzzled. "Yu Lin." Didn't you ask where he was, sir?
Nan Xian pinched her philtrum, trying hard not to look at the "corpse" on the ground, and said, word by word, "I said, what... happened?!"
The sharp-beaked creature covered its face with its wings, hopped forward a few steps, and spread its wings to cover Yu Lin's smooth, bare face. "My lord, do not be afraid. This is what people who have had their 'life' swapped look like. He is not dead; he just looks like a dead man."
Nan Xian was speechless and choked with emotion.
"Next time you want to show me this kind of thing, you have to make it clear beforehand, understand?" She patted her chest with lingering fear.
"Okay, I got it." Diao Yu scratched her head, glanced at Yu Lin, and muttered to herself in confusion: Is this really that scary? Hmm... The mortal version of the adult is gentler, but also more timid!
"You took away his lifespan, so he lived a few days less. How should we settle this score?"
Diao Yu tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Money?"
Everyone says that people are greedy for money, so surely they would agree if they were given money, right?
Nan Xian rolled her eyes. "Yu Lin is the eldest grandson of the Qin family now. Do you think he'd be short of money?"
"Oh..." Diao Yu lowered her head. "Then I don't know..."
Ugh, everyone seems to be richer than me, it's so infuriating!
Nightingale looked at him with her sharp beak, then at Nan Xian, and said, "Actually, I have an idea."
Nan Xian: "What idea?"
“Fate, fate—destiny and fortune are intertwined, and in the eyes of the world, they are equally important. Since we have taken Yu Lin’s life, how about we give him some fortune in return?”
Nan Xian's eyes lit up. "Go on."
"Yu Lin is currently embroiled in a public opinion storm. If this is not resolved properly, the Qin family will also suffer a great negative impact. He was born out of wedlock, and if this happens again, his position in the Qin family will probably be in jeopardy."
"But if he's given a bit of good luck, he can turn misfortune into good fortune in this matter, and even the worst-case scenario can be resolved by making a big problem small, and a small problem disappear altogether."
Nan Xian pondered for a moment and felt that this method was indeed feasible and was the best way to make amends to Yu Lin that she could think of at the moment.
"So, how should this fortune be bestowed?"
Sharp-beaked girl silently turned her head toward Diao Yu.
Diao Yu glared at it threateningly: "My luck is not something everyone can handle. Aren't you afraid it will burst from overexertion?"
Nan Xian raised an eyebrow, narrowed her eyes, tapped her finger lightly on the table, and drawled, "Hmm—? What did you say? You're unwilling to give it?"
Diao Yu was speechless, and shook her head reluctantly, "I'll give it! I'll give it!"
Nan Xian smiled with satisfaction, "That's a good girl."
**
As soon as Diao Yu came out of Nan Xian's room, her face turned sour. She grabbed her pointed wing and said fiercely, "Stupid bird, see how I deal with you!"
The sharp-beaked bird was startled and cried out for help: "Sir! Sir! Birds are being killed! Help me!"
Diao Yu pinched its beak, "Hmph, even if you scream your lungs out today, the master won't come to save you!"
Turning around and entering her room, Diao Yu paused, her expression instantly turning cold and stern.
"Who's there! Come out!"
A cluster of foxfire ignited at his fingertips and shot straight toward the window.
A strange man emerged from the shadows, seemingly unconcerned that his body was ablaze with foxfire, and his expression remained completely unchanged.
Diao Yu squinted at him for a moment, then chuckled.
"Wu Rao, it's you! You're still alive? That's quite a surprise."
The man spoke: "To make a long story short, I don't care what you want to do, but Feng An is my man. If you dare to touch him, I will fight you to the death."
Diao Yu crossed her arms and snorted disdainfully, "You do have some skills... but, with your abilities?"
The man's lips slowly curved into a strange smile, a half-smile on his face: "Yes, because I have a fragment of the master's soul in my hands, and because I bet you don't dare let the master recall that incident from a thousand years ago—Diao Yu, being banished doesn't feel good, does it?"
Diao Yu's expression changed drastically, and she shouted angrily, "How dare you!"
"Whether you dare or not, why don't you try and see?"
Before Diao Yu could react, the man's body went limp, turning into a thin sheet of paper, and in an instant, he was reduced to ashes in the foxfire.
Diao Yu's eyes turned crimson with anger, veins bulged on her forehead, and her fists clenched tightly.
"Wu Rao, you have some nerve... just you wait..."
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