Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

The day was a mess and Shen Qiao couldn't sleep at night, so he simply ran to the roof to enjoy the fresh air and calm his mind.

Just after a quarter of an hour of peace and quiet, Shen Qiao heard someone climbing onto the roof.

She sighed without even turning her head, "You're not hiding from me anymore?"

The young man paused and stood behind her without moving, as if he was looking her over.

"Just say what you want to say, don't be too outrageous."

After hearing this, the young man walked over from behind her and carefully sat down cross-legged. "You really don't remember?"

Shen Qiao propped up his chin and snorted, then said unhappily, "Remember what? I'm just a half-baked fairy at best, not a god. How can I possibly remember what I did in my last life?"

"Oh..." The young man nodded, "That makes sense."

After saying that, he completely relaxed and threw one of the two pots of wine in his hand to Shen Qiao.

"Huh? You can't finish the conversation in a short time?" Shen Qiao took the wine jug and tried its heavy weight and joked.

The young man took a sip himself and said, "If you remember everything, I'll leave now."

Shen Qiao opened the lid of the wine and sniffed it, then couldn't help but praise it, "Not bad."

"You brewed it." The young man said this, almost breaking Shen Qiaogan's defense again.

"You said at the time that this wine was to make amends for my sins. When the wine is finished, I can go home."

The young man said, pointing to the pot of wine in her hand, "The one you have is the last one."

Shen Qiao: "...Do I need to brag about myself?"

The young man was happy and laughed out loud for the first time in front of Shen Qiao.

Shen Qiao sighed and sipped his wine listlessly. "Come on, tell me. What's going on between you and me... no, Jiang Quechen?"

"She captured me to help the people of Bishui City break the drought." The young man said bluntly.

"Back then, she predicted that Bishui City would be struck by a drought. To protect these people, she struck a deal with our West Sea Demon Tribe. She mortgaged one of her belongings in exchange, demanding that our clan leader send someone to Bishui City to help these mortals survive the disaster."

"Huh?" Shen Qiao pondered over it, then concluded in disbelief, "You're saying that Jiang Quechen, a mortal, easily traded one of his own possessions for you with the leader of the West Sea Monster Tribe? What could be so valuable?"

"Then I don't know. Anyway, the clan leader thought this was a sure-win deal, so he agreed. He even gathered us all together and asked you to choose, and then you chose me." The young man said, and couldn't help shivering again.

The memory of being arrested was clearly not a good one.

Shen Qiao leaned back against the rubble behind him. "Tsk, I still can't understand why you're so sure I'm the reincarnation of your clan leader."

The young man didn't take it seriously. "You'll know when you cross the river tomorrow."

"...How could you say that?"

"Jiang Quechen's remains are buried at the bottom of the river. Rumor has it that before she died, she anticipated her reincarnation would return, so she left something for her next life."

Is there anything left? Could this person be a treasure chest spirit?

"what?"

"You're asking me?" The young man looked at her unhappily. "I still want to know."

Shen Qiao leaned back with a complicated expression, "What if I'm not her reincarnation? Wouldn't that mean you're giving me this wine for nothing?"

The young man chuckled, "That's fine. It's not a waste to give you this wine. Let's just say we've known each other for a long time."

Shen Qiao had nothing to refute. She tilted her head back and took a big gulp of wine. The alcohol suddenly took effect on her, choking her so much that she couldn't help but cough and tilted her head to the side. Even the corners of her eyes turned red from coughing.

The young man beside her just stared at her, and only spoke after she had almost finished coughing, "Actually, you and her... do look quite alike."

"Stop, stop! Don't flatter me." Shen Qiao took a moment to speak. "By the way, if you leave here, when will you return?"

The young man didn't answer. After a long while, he slowly said, "I'm not going to leave."

Shen Qiao: “…Ah?”

The young man lowered his head and said nothing. Shen Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Something's wrong with you."

The young man lowered his head even lower. In the moonlight, Shen Qiao saw that his ears seemed a little red.

Huh? What is this little demon shy about?

"Oh...something's happening." Shen Qiao said with a hint of gossip.

Seeing that Shen Qiao understood, the young man nodded cautiously, "Yes, I want to guard this place with her."

"This 'Him', do you mean...?"

"It's the city lord."

Shen Qiao exclaimed, "You... well, that's pretty good."

As if sensing a hidden meaning in Shen Qiao's words, the young man quickly explained, "What the City Lord did before was actually to conceal her tracks. The woman with her was her apprentice, learning the charm language from her. She asked you to listen through the curtain... to test your concentration, because the City Lord wanted to recruit you as a guard."

Shen Qiao understood, but couldn't help but change the subject, "But if you don't go back, what will happen to the demon tribe? I remember that demons don't seem to like contact with humans, right?"

"It's okay, I'll just be expelled. They don't care about me being a snake demon who failed to transform anyway." The young man said nonchalantly.

Shen Qiao propped up his chin and looked at him for a moment. Actually, this little demon had good talent, so logically speaking, he shouldn't end up being just a snake demon.

Just as Zhang Qiyan said, this guy's demonic power seemed to be sealed by something.

Sealed...tsk.

"I haven't asked you yet, what's your name?"

"...Don't you think it's a bit late to ask now?"

Shen Qiao cleared his throat embarrassedly, "I forgot about it before, tell me."

"Mo Qi." The young man didn't seem to care. "I wasn't old enough when I came here, so I didn't have a name. I met the city lord later, and she gave it to me."

Was it a name chosen by Cui Hongjin? It seems the demon race only accepts names from people they truly approve of, right?

Shen Qiao nodded thoughtfully, his chin resting on his hand as he nodded to the side of his face. "You and your city lord must have known each other for a long time, right?"

Mo Qi paused, then shook his head unexpectedly, "No."

"Ok?"

"Actually, after Jiang brought me back, she sealed me inside the mural. If Chang Xu hadn't used some unconventional methods to drain the water that soaked the mural, I really wouldn't have been able to get out."

Shen Qiao couldn't help but sit up straight, "Wait, so... you've only been together for five years?"

"correct."

Five years is just a blink of an eye for the demon race with a long lifespan. Has this little demon decided to spend his whole life here so quickly?

"Love is really like poison." Shen Qiao shook his head and sighed earnestly.

Mo Qi chuckled, "Although this sounds exaggerated, it is actually fair."

Shen Qiao took another sip of wine, then stood up. "Alright! Now that things have come to this, I want to see just how far your Jiang clan leader can go."