Shu Ci was left stunned by the shouting, completely unaware of where his anger came from.

For a moment, she couldn’t react, her eyes blankly replying: "This hairpin is prettier than my previous one. You refuse to give it to me, and don’t allow anyone else to. What sense does that make?

I’ve taken care of you for so many days, yet your temper remains bad, with no tenderness at all.

You’re merely a pretty face, relying on your appearance to throw tantrums.

That old man has a much better temperament than you. He not only gives me gifts but also offers me food. You should learn more from him..."

"Bang!" A loud crash.

Baili An’s expression was cold but reasonably contained at the first part of Shu Ci’s words, yet exploded upon hearing the last sentence.

He slammed his fist heavily on the wooden table, overturning the small stove with chicken and egg flower soup, spilling the hot soup on Baili An’s hand.

At that moment, the Thunder Power within him hadn’t dissipated, his physical strength comparable to a mortal, and instantly his hand turned red, looking quite scary.

But Baili An’s face was even scarier now; even when Shu Ci first exclaimed about devouring him upon their first meeting, it never provoked such thunderous wrath.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Baili An erupted in anger: "Is it that as soon as anyone gives you a good thing, you become disoriented, daring to accept anything indiscriminately? Do you even know the meaning of self-love!"

It was merely accepting a hairpin, how was that unloving of oneself.

These words Shu Ci detested hearing, a trace of hostility immediately emerged in her eyes...

"Cough, cough, cough..."

But the intense emotional fluctuation instantly triggered the wound inside her, the arrow wound on her shoulder tore open, the white single garment blossomed with bloody flowers that spread, crimson over crimson, making Baili An’s face look pale and unsightly.

The Thunder Power within him ran rampant throughout his body under uncontrollable emotions, perhaps due to the intense pain.

Seeing Shu Ci so stubborn, the veins on Baili An’s forehead bulged out.

This sight genuinely frightened Shu Ci.

She tried hard to think, vaguely hearing him mention that the old Taoist’s items were good, thinking perhaps he was jealous that she received items but he didn’t? 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Out of nowhere, she recalled the commotion seen during the day.

Seeing Baili An’s extremely angry expression now, Shu Ci inexplicably associated him with that Blind Sun’s wife.

Fearful he might cough up blood again and become weak, Shu Ci hurriedly removed the hairpin from her head.

Softly leaning over, like incense, she inserted the item straight into Baili An’s hair bun.

Trying to imitate Blind Sun’s dramatic style, squinting and making faces to make her gaze appear more hazy and affectionate.

Reaching out, stroking Baili An’s cheek, with a soft voice, lowering her stance as much as possible:

"Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, who I hold in my heart, others may not know, but you, who lie beside me, could you doubt my feelings?

I’m only playing with others; it’s all a performance not to be taken seriously.

Everyone knows that old Taoist is hard to deal with; it was he who approached me first. I’ve only committed the mistake all women in the world might make.

Look, if I didn’t love you, why would I find you this good thing? In the future, whatever you love, I’ll do my utmost to find it for you, all for you...

Oh my, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, look at this little face turned white with fury, truly making this fox heart of mine ache."

Baili An’s anger that was burning fiercely was like adding fuel to the fire with her touches, and his wrath escalated further.

He clenched his molars tightly, not knowing where these flirtatious words learned from wandering philanderers and playboys originated.

Proper principles seemed impossible to communicate.

Brothel courtesans, heartless philanderers were adept at these wicked tales, grasping them at a glance!

Baili An felt a deep anger from her acting contrary to expectations, he turned his head heavily, shaking off her hand.

In irritation, he pinched the hairpin, squeezing it forcefully into a twisted lump:

"For you to be so useless, with only instincts in mind, it’s a waste for me to guide you to the righteous path, only to realize it’s all futile!

Since you enjoy mingling with filthy people, I’m too lazy to care about you!

Whether you willingly degrade yourself or accept gold and jade, don’t end up like the Three-tailed Demon Fox, then realizing human nature is sinister, regretting when it’s too late!"

Baili An rattled on, and Shu Ci understood half of it.

This brat turned out to be such a strict and twisted personality!

It’s fine if he’s stingy not letting her eat.

From his tone, she wouldn’t gain any benefit from him, and if cautious about pain, she wouldn’t get a bite to eat, yet she couldn’t go elsewhere to scrounge.

Alright, although Shu Ci is a stubborn one, over a thousand years only considering Baili An as food and not looking at other food.

But usually, a master chooses the food; how could the food dictate that she must starve, patiently waiting for him to ripen while forbidding her to eat anything else.

This domineering unreasonable manner indeed made Shu Ci unhappy.

Even a clay figure has temper; let alone Baili An’s remarks filled with offensive and sarcastic meaning.