"Remote consultation? Temporary suppression? So it can be like this."
Xiao Mu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling at ease.
Ever since the powers of life and fate were obscured, he obviously felt much more relaxed. The oppressive feeling of being constantly pushed towards death by twisted fate mostly disappeared. The remaining small part was unlikely to have a significant impact on him in the short term.
"Number seven, number seven!"
At this moment, a woman's angry shouting voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Du Yao's expression changed upon hearing it.
Immediately, a woman in blue clothing suddenly appeared at the doorway, glanced into the room, and directly walked up to Du Yao.
"Sister Qin..."
Du Yao bowed her head timidly and greeted the woman in blue.
"You little wench, I asked you to help out there, and you pretended you didn't receive the order, is that right?"
The woman in blue angrily walked up to Du Yao, scolded her loudly, and suddenly waved her hand.
Smack!
