On the wooden cabin corridor.
Chen Mu looked at the expressionless Mo Wuzhou with utter sincerity. "I can move."
"You think you can still move away?" Mo Wuzhou said irritably.
Ever since this stretch of forest had been chosen as the construction site for the shipyard, the entire Ganhe Lower Courtyard's development plans had consciously steered clear of it. Even the nearest Spirit Field was over twenty li away.
He had even secretly altered the Prohibition, reducing the Earth Spirit Vital Qi in the nearby Spirit Fields and making them barren, all so the Lower Academy Disciples would voluntarily stay away.
This would make the depths of the already sparsely populated valley even more desolate.
Who could have expected Chen Mu to hide away in such a remote corner? And to see him bringing Martial Uncle Hu Quan here to dig holes and excavate the earth!
"I didn't see anything. Why can't I move?" Chen Mu stubbornly craned his neck, looking utterly unconvinced.
"You may not have seen anything, but you heard it." Mo Wuzhou could not help rolling his eyes.
He knew full well that the fellow before him had attained considerable skill in the True Hearing Technique. From such close range, he was certain that Hu Quan's mountain-digging had already been detected by this man.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm moving!" Chen Mu flatly refused to admit it.
Mo Wuzhou's attitude alone made it clear that what those people were doing was highly confidential. How could he dare get involved? He wanted to hide from it, if anything!
"Fine. But you can only move into the Patrol Institute's dungeon." Mo Wuzhou remained expressionless.
Chen Mu instantly developed a headache.
For Mo Wuzhou to be this resolute, it had to be no ordinary secret. How had