"It can be dismantled in two weeks. Be patient."
Mu Anan remained silent.
She did not want to talk about this topic. It was a little heart-wrenching.
She casually grabbed the phone that Seventh Master had just placed at the side and unlocked it.
She immediately saw the photo that the Seventh Master had taken of Mu Anan.
The tattoo on her spine.
523200.
Mu Anan looked at the string of numbers and felt warm but also a little sour.
In the past, she was young and did not know what her mother's tattoo was for. Now that she thought about it, such a crucial password was linked to her birthday.
She was born together with these secrets.
Death would be destroyed along with these secrets.
"Kid."
The Seventh Master suddenly spoke and sat down beside Mu Anan.
Mu Anan was still looking down at the screen as she replied softly.