One day, Chen Mu was eating dinner at a leisurely pace beneath the corridor.
A streak of jade-green escape light descended from the sky.
Mo Wuzhou revealed himself, glanced at the Great Toad zoning out by the door, then stared at Chen Mu in confusion.
"What kind of love potion did you feed Yuanbao? Why does it keep running over here?"
The Cold Moon Toad, Yuanbao, was the demon pet of his martial uncle, Song Wuji.
His master, Rong Qiu, had borrowed it for him—partly to help investigate the Water Vein, and partly so Yuanbao could protect him.
Yet this Great Toad kept slipping off duty every few days and coming to Chen Mu's place to work as a guard!
Chen Mu glanced at the Great Toad, only to find it secretly glaring back at him.
His heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, this Great Toad isn't going to sell me out, is it?!
"You didn't ask it?" Chen Mu remained composed.
"I did. It wouldn't say." Mo Wuzhou looked thoroughly annoyed.
"Could it be that the feng shui here is better, making it suitable for zoning out and cultivating?" Chen Mu asked with complete seriousness.
Mo Wuzhou was instantly speechless.
No matter how good this place was, could it compare to the Jilong Mountain Training Ground?
"Not because of the feng shui?" Chen Mu looked puzzled.
He thought seriously for a moment, then suddenly understood. "Then it must be because I'm sincere and open-hearted in all I do. Yuanbao came here because it sees me as a friend and partner!"
Mo Wuzhou: "..."
Listen to the nonsense coming out of your mouth.
You still dared call yourself sincere and forthright?!
"You don't believe me?" Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.
"How am I supposed to believe you?" Mo Wuzhou shot