"Haha, destiny, this is an interesting way of saying it..."

On the rooftop of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Fan Xian eavesdropped on the conversation in the study, with a smile on his face, but a complicated look in his eyes.

If it were him in his previous life, he would definitely not believe in destiny, but in this life, he inexplicably traveled through time and space and was inexplicably helped by a meteorite when the situation was most complicated.

Now, even he couldn't figure out whether there were gods or destiny in this world...

"Uncle, what do you think?"

Fan Xian suddenly asked in a low voice.

This time when Lin Gong was brought here, he was accompanied by Wu Zhu instead of Ya Mu.

Hearing Fan Xian's words, Wu Zhu shook his head and said, "It's not destiny... it's the young lady."

"…My mother?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment.

Wu Zhu nodded and said calmly: "The two princes were killed by the young lady back then."

Fan Xian's eyes widened: "So powerful, my mother is also a grandmaster?"

Wu Zhu shook his head: "Miss doesn't know martial arts."

Fan Xian asked in confusion, "Then how could she kill two princes and still be regarded as a punishment from heaven?"

Wu Zhu was silent for a moment, as if recalling something.

After a long moment, he slowly said, "It was that box. The lady used that box to kill them."

……box?

Fan Xian immediately thought of the box he brought from Danzhou.

No one knew what material the box was made of, but it was so hard that even Wu Zhu, who was as good as a grandmaster, couldn't damage it at all.

If you want to open it, you have to find its key.

"We are back to the dead end again..."

Fan Xian sighed, then frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Since the so-called destiny of the emperor was actually the help of my mother, how do we explain the meteorite incident?"

“…”

Wu Zhu was silent for a while, then slowly said, "I suspect it was Mu Ya's work."

"Ah?" Fan Xian looked at him in surprise, "Uncle, what are you talking about? That's a meteorite. Could it be that he can summon a meteorite?"

Wu Zhu said slowly: "Maybe, he really can."

Fan Xian found it a little funny, but still asked, "Why do you say that?"

"I don't understand either." Wu Zhu shook his head and said calmly, "But I remember that before the meteorite fell from the sky, Mu Ya stayed in the manor on purpose, saying that he would help me deal with the aftermath. He also specifically warned me to retreat five miles away from the manor."

"Looking back now, these words do seem to predict the meteorite's fall."

Fan Xian stared at Wu Zhu in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier about such an important matter?"

Wu Zhu tilted his head and said calmly: "You didn't ask."

“…”

Fan Xian covered his forehead helplessly. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and said, "Come on, accompany me to the manor outside Kyoto!"

…

…

In the Fan Mansion, Yamu's existence is quite transcendent.

All the servants knew that he was the eldest young master's friend, but if they were just friends, they would never have received such courtesy. Even Liu Ruyu, the real mistress of the Fan Mansion, tacitly acknowledged that Yamu was a distinguished guest of the Fan Mansion, and even personally served tea and water.

This resulted in no servant in the Fan Mansion daring to look down on this distinguished guest.

"Mr. Mu, this is the afternoon meal at the mansion. Would you like to try it?"

"Thank you. Leave it there."

Yamu sat on the chair, flipping through the book and thanking without raising his head.

Originally, he thanked the servants quite politely, but they were flattered and looked terrified, which made Yamu feel embarrassed, so he changed his way and thanked them in this way.

It turns out that in the eyes of these people who are used to hierarchy, polite thanks will only make them feel uneasy.

But if his attitude was a little more casual, they would think that the young master was really kind-hearted and gentle.

Such values ​​have been deeply engraved in their minds and cannot be changed in a short time.

"I don't know how those emperors who traveled through time and space like Brother Zhao and Brother Wang did it..."

Yamu raised his head and looked at the servant's leaving back, feeling such emotion in his heart.

What he didn't know was that Zhao Lihe and Wang Chuyi actually didn't do it either. They just infinitely elevated their own status and passed on such a concept from their supreme position to the lower classes -

That means everyone is equal under the God!

This idea may sound a bit strange, but it is actually the simplest, quickest and most acceptable method to the ancient people.

Since the people are used to having someone sitting on their heads, the time traveler will sit on it himself and then knock everyone else down, forcing them to accept the idea that he and the people are equal in personality.

It is just like the current Great Xia Dynasty, where a mere farmer dares to hold a dung fork and stand in front of thousands of cavalry, shouting that if they dare to step into the farmland, he will drag them before His Majesty to ask for an explanation.

Anyway, in front of His Majesty, the reincarnation of God, there is no difference between a farmer and a general.

Of course, such a situation is only an exception even in the Great Xia Dynasty. The vast majority of people will still subconsciously fear the powerful.

But Zhao Lihe and others believe that as urbanization and informatization spread, various news and cases will enter people's homes, and situations like this will become more and more frequent and better.

However, this method is only suitable for travelers with a long lifespan and under the supervision of the alliance.

This is of course not true in the ordinary world. After all, wise rulers are common, but they are not always around.

No matter how wise an emperor is, he may become incompetent in his later years...

Back to the topic, after the servant left, Yamu picked up the pastry and put it into his mouth.

“Mm, it tastes good.”

Yamu nodded, and his right hand danced out a shadow, quickly devouring all the pastries.

After finishing eating, Yamu licked the frosting on the corner of his mouth, frowned as he looked out the window at the sun setting in the west.

"It's been so long, why hasn't Fan Xian come back yet..."

The sun soon set, and by then, the league's review period was over.

He just needs to submit another report and have the alliance send someone to review it, and then he can have a showdown with Fan Xian.

Time passed slowly and the sun finally set.

But Fan Xian and Wu Zhu still did not return to the Fan Mansion.

Yamu frowned, thought for a moment, then took out the Void Jade Card and submitted a report to the Void.

After a while, silver light burst into the room, and a tall figure walked out, looking around with interest.

“Is this the world of Joy of Life?”

"...Danas, why is it you?"

Yamu looked at Danas in front of him with some surprise.

Danas smiled and said, "I thought about it and realized that it would be much more convenient to be a time traveler, so I submitted my application. As a result, I received the task of the auditor right after it was approved..."

Yamu was surprised and said, "But shouldn't this kind of mission be assigned to a more experienced time traveler?"

Danas shook his head: "That was in the past. It's not so troublesome now."

As he spoke, Danas took out a palm-sized metal device.

This device looked like an eye, with a dizzying yellow light shining in the position of the pupil.

"What's this?"

"The treasure developed by the Alliance based on the Mind Gem is called the Mind's Eye."

Danas smiled and said, "All auditors can receive one after receiving the task. I just need to use it to ask the newcomers a few questions to confirm that they can pass the review."

"What if I fail?"

"That's okay. This thing can control minds on a large scale and modify memories. By then, not only that newcomer, but everyone who has ever seen you will forget this memory."

As he spoke, Danas put away his mind's eye and said, "Everyone originally thought that there were no time travelers in this world, but I didn't expect there would be an indigenous time traveler!"

Yamu hesitated and said, "Actually...it's hard to say!"

"I've read the TV series and read the novel. If this is the TV series world, then Fan Xian is a successful case of the memory transfer experiment, not even an indigenous time traveler."

Danas frowned and said, "Have you confirmed what world this is?"

Yamu shook his head: "That's the problem. I'm not sure, because in this world, the plots in the TV series and the novel have all happened, and it's quite confusing."

Danas's brows relaxed, and he said with a smile, "That's the fusion of the worlds. It doesn't matter. This happens from time to time. Don't worry about it. Whether Fan Xian is a time traveler or not, I will know when the time comes by testing him!"

Yamu was surprised and asked, "The Mind's Eye has this effect?"

Danas smiled and said, "Of course, you can think of the problem, so you don't think that Xukong can't consider it, right?"

Yamu's mouth twitched, and he was about to say something, but suddenly his eyebrows raised and he turned to look at the wall.

"Fan Xian is back."

"Well, I found out too. Let's go meet him together."

Soon, Fan Xian opened the door and looked at Yamu with complicated eyes.

"Brother Mu, I have a question... Who is he?"

Fan Xian suddenly noticed Danas next to him and couldn't help but frowning.

Danas smiled and raised his hand to say hello, then took out the [Eye of the Mind].

In an instant, yellow light illuminated the entire room.

Fan Xian widened his eyes, staring blankly at the dazzling treasure in Danas's hand.

Danas turned around and said with a smile: "Yamu, please go out first. According to the rules, I want to ask him alone."

Yamu nodded and walked out of the room.

"Ya Mu?" Fan Xian couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it Mu Ya?"

"..." Yamu stopped beside Fan Xian, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, apologetically saying, "Sorry, my real name is Yamu. The reason I used a pseudonym to conceal it is mainly because... Never mind, you will know soon."

"Come on, I believe you can pass the review!"

As he spoke, Yamu gave Fan Xian, who looked confused, an encouraging look, and then stepped out of the room.

“Pah—”

The door closed tightly, waking Fan Xian from his confusion and bewilderment.

He widened his eyes, staring at the two-meter-tall burly man opposite him who seemed to be smiling, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"You...don't come over here!"

…

…

Ten minutes later, the door opened again.

Yamu walked in and saw Danas and Fan Xian sitting on either side of the table.

The [Eye of the Mind] in the former's hand had long disappeared, replaced by a cup of tea attentively served by the latter.

Seeing Yamu walk into the room, Fan Xian immediately stood up and said with a chuckle, "Brother Mu, you should have told me about your background earlier. I was so scared for a long time that I thought you were some big boss behind the scenes who sneaked into the human world to tease me!"

"..." Yamu was full of surprise and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

Fan Xian said seriously, "I went to a manor outside of Kyoto today and found that the meteorite was very problematic. Then I went to the Supervisory Council and met Chen Pingping. He told me that you are from the Heavenly Palace!"