Wu Qian froze the instant she saw the drop of Moon Essence in the earthenware jar, a flicker of disbelief crossing her eyes.
Everyone had clearly seen the jar in that fatty's hands collect the Moon Essence, and he had fled with it. How had this drop of Moon Essence ended up in this jar now?
"Young master, what is going on?"
Su Mo smiled mysteriously. "If no one had seen that fatty secretly bury this jar, his scheme would have been seamless as a heavenly robe. But since we watched him bury it with our own eyes, it became quite obvious."
"The auras of the two jars are connected, and the fatty placed a seal on this one to conceal its aura. Isn't that obvious enough?"
"That fatty was stealing the beams and swapping the pillars."
Traces of a teleportation aura actually remained inside the jar. Clearly, after the Moon Essence entered the jar in the fatty's hands, it had been teleported into this connected jar.
"So that fatty was hurling insults up in the air to stall for time, giving this drop of Moon Essence time to teleport into this jar!" Wu Qian suddenly understood.
Su Mo looked at the drop of Moon Essence and laughed happily. "If I'm not mistaken, that fatty will soon pretend he can't escape, then throw that jar to the others for them to fight over before sneaking back to take this drop of Moon Essence away."
Su Mo quietly put away the drop of Moon Essence, then took out a sheet of white paper with a delighted smile. He left a few words on it and placed it inside the empty jar, replaced the lid, and buried the empty jar again, as though nothing had happened.
"Quick, hide again." Su Mo beamed