Chu Mu silently watched the three people who had entered the Artifact Room, his gaze flickering.
At times it was cold, at times indifferent, at times hesitant...
Not until the sound of hurried footsteps arrived did Chu Mu snap back to his senses. His gaze shifted and settled on the hastily approaching Chang Er.
He could trust Xu Yuan because of the bond of friendship that had stretched for so many years, from their mortal days all the way to their Immortal Path.
He could trust Chang Er, on the other hand, because of the restrictions of the Divine Contract. He had personally refined the Divine Contract and added a sliver of Sword Intent as its core.
With his level of Cultivation, no one in the Foundation Establishment realm could break it.
Unless an expert at the Golden Core Realm intervened, Chang Er's life and death, even from ten thousand miles away, were subject to his every whim.
