Several days later, at noon.
Chen Mu strode out of the Grinding Stone Workshop.
"Senior Brother Chen, where are you off to?" A few Daoist Soldier Apprentices gathered on the front corridor ran into Chen Mu and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Oh, I'm headed to the Wanjing Cave," Chen Mu lied casually.
"Senior Brother, you sure are diligent. No wonder your Demon Dispel Skill has improved so quickly, allowing you to leave Prison Valley early," one of them said, smiling in admiration.
"Well, with my meager talent, the only thing I can rely on is diligence," Chen Mu sighed in self-deprecation.
The other man's facial muscles twitched, barely suppressing the smile on his face.
Diligence?
In the entire Grinding Stone Workshop, you're the one who arrives the latest and leaves the earliest, yet you have the audacity to claim diligence?
Chen Mu cheerfully nodded at the group before lifting a small wooden bucket filled with Demon Qi Stone Powder and striding away.
