Zhi'er suddenly widened her dark eyes.
"Star Lord Yuan Qing... I knew he had issues!"
As she spoke, she suddenly realized, "Oh no, Brother Fu Ce, since this wooden doll can hear Mu Xi's wishes, it indicates that Star Lord Yuan Qing's mana is attached to it."
"We're having this open conversation now; he must have heard us."
Feng Fuce shook his head, "He can't hear it. As soon as I got my hands on this wooden doll, I severed its connection with Yuan Qing."
Zhi'er breathed a sigh of relief, "Good thing you're here."
Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to deal with this deity harboring malice!
Feng Fuce's cold eyes darkened slightly, "I even suspect that Yuan Qing's mana failed and backfired, leading to Mu Xi's death."
"This might be because Mu Xi wished on Star Lord Yuan Qing to eliminate the enemy, and that enemy was you."
Zhi'er fell silent.
After a moment, she said, "It must be."
Feng Fuce's expression grew even more severe.
