Not long after the Water Repelling Shuttle stabilized, Lei Hong appeared outside Chen Mu's small building.
"Brother Li, the Water Repelling Shuttle was suddenly attacked and damaged in many places."
"I'll have to trouble you to work with the Lei Family Artifact Refiners to inspect and repair it." Lei Hong clasped his hands solemnly.
"I'm a member of the Lei Family Artifact Refining Group to begin with. No problem." Chen Mu immediately nodded in agreement.
"May I ask about your brother..." he probed carefully.
"The Kui Niu Drum was damaged, and he suffered some backlash. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, so his injuries aren't severe." Lei Hong looked relieved. "Two or three days of recuperation, and he'll be fine."
His injuries weren't severe?
He would be fine after two or three days of rest?
Chen Mu blinked and activated the True Hearing Technique.
The scene in the Training Ground at the front of the ship appeared in his mind. Watching Lei Cheng lie on a soft couch in a secret chamber, his face growing paler by the moment, Chen Mu's expression turned strange.
This fat Lei fellow was lying through his teeth.
Something was off.
Two days later.
On the second floor of an attic in the Water Repelling Shuttle's Training Ground, there was nothing but a low, long table in the center.
Huang Jian's plump body stretched his dark purple Daoist robe taut as he sat cross-legged before the table.
Before long, Chai Song, dressed in gray, hurried into the room.
"Lei Cheng's injuries are no simple matter. I'm afraid he won't recover anytime soon." Chai Song sat across from Huang Jian, visibly excited.
"That fat Lei is truly cunning. He actually told everyone Lei Cheng was in seclusion repairing the Kui Niu Drum."
"Heh, bullshit!"
Huang Jian's eyes