Shang Huan''s residence was deathly silent.

    Old Hao hid in the corner of the shadows, wishing he could squeeze himself into the wall.

    Shang Huan, with his head lowered, seemed captivated by the patterns on the surface of his shoes.

    Chen Mu stared intently at Shang Huan.

    "Mo Wuzhou haha..."

    "I can explain!" The chubby Shang Huan immediately began.

    "Last time, the six Wu Mountain brothers cornered me, insisting on knowing the source of the Calming Pills."

    "I thought I''d invent a powerful figure to intimidate them, so..."

    So I became Mo Wuzhou''s confidant?!

    "Actually, it''s pretty good like this. Those who buy Elixir Pills, when they hear the supply comes from Brother Mo''s channels, they give money much more willingly."

    "If the quantity can keep up, we might even be able to expand by taking advantage of the situation..."

    "Shut up!"

    Instantly, Shang Huan''s neck shrank and he looked down at his shoes, acting like a quail.

    Casually tossing twenty bottles of Calming Pill to Shang Huan, Chen Mu disappeared quickly.

    He had to keep an eye on the six Wu Mountain siblings and couldn''t let them cause any trouble.

    The Lower Courtyard prefect dealing with Upper Court disciples?

    How could such a big event, which had nothing to do with me, involve me?!

    That damn Shang Huan, causing serious harm!

    In the room, Shang Huan felt relieved after successfully dodging trouble and showed Old Hao in the corner a smile, as if he had survived a catastrophe, "This time I didn''t get slapped, it''s really..."

    Bang!

    Before he could finish his sentence, his face collided with an invisible wall, and in an instant, his nose, eyes, and cheeks were squashed flat.

    "Ow..."

    ...

    Following the Wu Mountain siblings, he found their home.

    Chen Mu left a Ghost concealed in the Yellow Bud Rice Fields to watch over the six people''s actions at all times.

    For five consecutive days, Chen Mu kept his attention on the Wu Mountain siblings while eating and drinking.

    Seeing that the group spent their days at home cultivating without any plans to go out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    "It appears they really took my advice."

    That was good.

    No matter whether Mo Wuzhou was dead or alive, he, the inadvertently involved confidant of Mo Wuzhou, didn''t want to care!

    ...

    In the Yichou District of Jilong Road''s Lower Courtyard, within a ruined Medicinal Field at the foot of a small hillock.

    Mo Wuzhou was squatting on the ground, carefully inspecting it.

    He appeared to be in his twenties, with a stiff and wooden face, as if wearing a mask, but his eyes were alert, occasionally flashing with brilliance.

    "This doesn''t seem like the damage done by an Exotic Beast..." Mo Wuzhou''s heart tightened.

    Looking up at the silent surroundings, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

    When he last visited here, there were several Lower Courtyard patrols following him, but now there wasn''t a single one!

    "Just hand over the Exquisite Jade Plate to me, and I will let them go."

    Kidnapping friends and relatives as hostages, although cliche?, is effective. Mo Wuzhou''s darkened eyes said it all.

    "You''ve already become a disciple of the Upper Court after all."

    "Even if cultivation in the training ground costs money, it''s definitely much cheaper for us."

    "Having the Exquisite Jade Plate in your possession is like a redundant rib to you."

    "Give it to me in exchange for the safety of your loved ones. This is a profitable deal," Lin Su coaxed.

    "I really don''t know what the Exquisite Jade Plate is," Mo Wuzhou expressed his frustration and anger.

    Whoever actually has that thing is a dog!

    I definitely don''t have it!

    "Stubborn fool!" Lin Su''s face darkened instantly.

    "Where are the seven Wu Mountain brothers? Throw up a head!" he bellowed right then.

    He had already arranged through secret channels with the seven Wu Mountain brothers.

    They must be hiding nearby with their men by now.

    "Whose head do you think it will be? Old Hao, dear big senior brother, or perhaps the lovely junior sister..." Lin Su said with malice on his face.

    Mo Wuzhou''s face went pale, "Stop! Call off those damned brothers right now!"

    "You want the Exquisite Jade Plate, but you need to tell me what that is!"

    "I''ll give you the Mustard Seed Talisman; search with it yourself, just call off your men!"

    "Scared now? Too late!" Lin Su laughed heartily.

    "Keep the heads, just send over an arm!"

    "You!" Mo Wuzhou was immediately frantic, his body cloaked in Spiritual Light, ready to rush forward and fight to the death.

    "If you dare to make a move, I will have their heads chopped off!" Lin Su warned leisurely as he retreated three meters.

    Mo Wuzhou was immediately frozen in place.

    After ten breaths.

    A breeze blew between the two, picking up fragments of withered grass.

    After thirty breaths, the surroundings were still dead quiet.

    After one hundred and twenty breaths, a noisy black bird flew over their heads.

    Lin Su was dumbfounded.

    Where''s the arm?

    Mo Wuzhou was equally perplexed.

    Yeah, where''s the arm?

    "Where are the seven Wu Mountain brothers!"

    All was silent around them.

    Mo surveyed the surroundings.

    "The seven Wu Mountain brothers, not here?"

    "Ha!"

    Lin Su''s expression suddenly turned grim.

    Trouble!