Mist Forest, desolate woods.
"Who is that?" Chen Mu quietly asked Xu Gui beside him.
"Qin Yue, the Deputy City Lord of White Bird City, the first under the City Lord, the highest commander of the City Defense Camp, with divine skills comparable to the Commander."
Xu Gui stammered, his voice as soft as a mosquito.
He certainly was a troublesome figure.
Chen Mu frowned slightly.
"Old Chen, quickly hand over that stone; I haven't enjoyed enough yet, and I don't want to die!"
Xu Gui's face was pale as paper.
"You think I don't want to?"
Chen Mu resisted the urge to roll his eyes and looked inside his mind's eye.
The mysterious gray stone had now entered the secret acupoint in his brow.
It was like a tired bird that had returned home, hiding in a corner of the acupoint, motionless. No matter how Chen Mu tried to pull it with Yin Spirit Divine Power, it showed no intention of moving at all.
"I have no desire to covet that stone." Chen Mu looked earnestly at Qin Yue.
