The corner of Yan Mo's mouth moved slightly.
Not a smile.
Just the smallest reaction before his expression returned to normal again.
"You avoid answering directly," he said calmly.
"And you keep asking questions that do not concern you," I replied.
Neither of us spoke for a moment after that.
The night wind moved quietly across the farmland, carrying the cool scent of soil and grass through the air. Under the moonlight, the land already looked different from before. The dry cracks had softened, and the dirt no longer looked pale and lifeless.
At least the Spirit Soil Dust worked quickly.
That alone was enough to ease part of the pressure sitting in my chest since morning.
I looked across the fields once more before turning away.
"We are done here," I said. "Let's go back before someone notices we disappeared."
Yan Mo nodded once and followed beside me without arguing.
The walk back to the village was quieter than before.
