Not knowing if it was because Chen Mu had altered the card so shockingly, the party sank into silence.
It was a good thing that Chen Mu didn't really like to talk, so he didn't have any trouble getting used to it.
Cheng Ying was still immersed in her excitement and joy, always hoping to have a powerful battle card.
But for an ordinary card artisan like her who didn't have any power, and whose finances weren't good enough, like the card Chen Mu had altered, it wasn't something she could have.
Bo Wen was pondering the problem of the spices.
Among the materials he had memorized, apart from the rather precious duo lian stone, the other materials weren't hard to get, even though they were expensive.
If he could really succeed, the huge profits would make him palpitate with excitement.
He didn't care much about Cheng Ying's card, which had been greatly enhanced by Chen Mu's alteration. Although he didn't have many cards of that grade, he still didn't have a few.
Moreover, he could already use four-star cards, and was quite proficient with them.
There was an almost insurmountable gap between three-star cards and four-star cards in terms of power.
Of course, there were exceptions, but they were so rare that they could be counted on one hand.
As far as Bo Wen was concerned, he should be working hard to become more proficient with four-star cards, and shouldn't be wasting time on unfamiliar three-star cards, no matter how outstanding they were.
The cards were about quality, not quantity.
Li Duhong was also silent, though he would occasionally look at Chen Mu with a fiery gaze.
At his age, he was full of countless fantasies about life, and with his curiosity at work, he felt that Chen Mu had some kind of magical power, as though he only had to lightly move his pen to bring about completely different results.
Having grown up in the jungle, Li Duhong was quite sensitive to power, even though he was still a child.
And he naturally longed for Chen Mu's ability to create power.
The party was shuttling through the jungle, and Li Duhong was perfectly cooperative. With him leading the way, the three of them quickly arrived at the village the little guy had mentioned.
Just as they arrived at the entrance to the village, Chen Mu and the others were met with a very grand reception.
Five young men were standing at the entrance to the village, surrounding an old man, who seemed to have long since known that they were coming.
The old man wore a crown made of rainbow-colored bird feathers on his head and wore a wide brown cloth skirt.
His face was deeply wrinkled, and his dark brown skin, which had been exposed to the sun for a long time, had already started to dry up because of his old age.
The gazes of the few young men beside him were faintly unfriendly.
Bo Wen and Chen Mu looked at one another.
Li Duhong hung his head as soon as he saw the old man.
"Welcome, guests from afar!"
The old man stood up with a smile. "I'm very grateful to everyone for bringing my grandson back. I'm afraid I've caused you a lot of trouble these past few days." He then turned around and said, "Wei-ah, take the little devil to his mother."
A stout man answered and got ready to walk over to Li Duhong.
As far as they were concerned, Li Duhong was their protective talisman before they could figure out the situation.
How could he let them take him away so easily?
Bo Wen took a step forward and stood in front of Li Duhong.
That action of Bo Wen's immediately provoked a strong reaction from the already unfriendly gazes of the young men.
Hiss, hiss, hiss. The five youths immediately revealed their weapons. Each of them was holding an energy blade.
These energy blades were about 45 centimeters long, and the blades were slightly curved.
Chen Mu was a little startled, only then noticing that some of them had something like a knife handle tied to their wrists.
He hadn't thought those hilt-like objects could actually form energy blades. It was the first time Chen Mu and Bo Wen had seen such a weapon.
If they weren't so familiar with energy, they might not have been able to tell at first glance what those youths were holding in their hands.
Card appliances?
Chen Mu and the other two couldn't help but show cautious expressions.
Chen Mu had never seen such a weird card appliance, but he was a card master and was more sensitive to energy.
The sharpness of those energy blades wasn't as good as that of an ordinary three-star wavy blade card, and they were far inferior in terms of flexibility and range.
They were just a low-level weapon. From his professional point of view, he gave such an evaluation.
But that didn't mean he was looking down on them.
On the contrary, if they could survive in the jungle with such simple and crude weapons, that would be enough to show that the fighting power of those villagers was beyond compare.
Chen Mu wasn't like Bo Wen. He didn't think that only card artisans had fighting power in the world.
The most classic example was the demonic woman. If she wanted to kill him, there would be at least a hundred ways, and none of them would require the use of a card.
The number of card artisans killed by the demonic woman would certainly not be a small number.
Looking closely at those people, each of them had a swift and fierce look on their faces, with their bulging muscles making them look like human-shaped beasts. Each of them had a dangerous air about them.
Although the five of them had pulled out their weapons, Bo Wen still looked calm.
Who was he?
What hadn't he seen?
Apart from having suffered at Chen Mu's hands, no one else had been able to give him any trouble.
"Want to fight?" Bo Wen said proudly, quietly activating the apparatus on his wrist.
Seeing that, Cheng Ying also activated his own apparatus.
By comparison, Chen Mu was clearly a lot calmer.
His expression hadn't changed, of course, partly because of the disguise on his face, which couldn't be seen even if it had.
The most surprising thing was that he hadn't taken any defensive stance, as though he hadn't seen the five of them flashing their weapons.
Cheng Ying and Bo Wen couldn't help but admire Chen Mu even more for being so calm under such circumstances, which showed how tough Chen Mu's psychological qualities were.
How could they know that it wasn't that Chen Mu didn't want to be vigilant, but that he didn't think there would be any use in being vigilant.
He needed quite a few minutes to enter the state of breath control, and without entering it, his fighting power was pitifully small. He simply watched the situation develop from the sidelines.
A novice didn't have the right to speak, so he consciously remained silent.
"Do you want to be enemies with us, young man?" The old man asked without changing his expression, taking another look at Chen Mu.
Bo Wen bowed slightly, and said neither servile nor overbearing, "Respected old man, I believe you can see that we have no enmity.
But I don't know if what your honorable village has given us is a sword or a knife?
Or friendship?
Our previous behavior has made it very difficult for us to judge.
I think that before we can be sure, we can both accept maintaining the present situation. "
The old man said with some displeasure, "Young man, you will only drive away our friendship like this."
"As you can see, we are in a weak position in your honorable village, and we need some assurance to protect ourselves.
The philosophers have said that blindly being strong isn't the most appropriate attitude.
And the way things develop is often irreversible. "Bo Wen said lightly.
That was the only bargaining chip he had, and no matter what, he wouldn't easily hand it over.
The five youths had angry expressions on their faces, as they saw it, Bo Wen was threatening them.
Facing the five youths who were ready to move, Bo Wen's expression was the same as always, and he didn't even look at them.
Although he still didn't know what Duhong's status was, the intimacy in the old man's words made Bo Wen guess that the relationship between the little devil and the old man wasn't simple.
The old man wasn't angry because of what Bo Wen had said, and his expression didn't even change as he took a deep look at Bo Wen, "You are very smart, young man." Without waiting for Bo Wen to respond, his gaze fell onto Chen Mu.
Among the three of them, Bo Wen was handsome and had an extraordinary bearing, and Cheng Ying was elegant and valiant, all extremely dazzling people. Only Chen Mu was the most unremarkable.
But the old man's gaze lingered on Chen Mu the longest, with a rather meaningful look.
"This little brother must be the ace little three was talking about."
What the old man said made the gazes of the five people around him once again uniformly stare at Chen Mu. In their gazes, there was doubt, excitement, doubt, and provocation. The five of them were all looking at him with different gazes.
But there was one point, which was a trace of astonishment.
They all knew about little three's injury, but they had just all thought it was Bo Wen who had wounded little three.
No matter how you looked at it, Bo Wen had the demeanor of an ace.
Because of what the old man had said, their gazes all fell onto Chen Mu.
That kind of youth who couldn't be more ordinary, with nothing outstanding about him, was actually the one who had wounded little three.
Little three?
Chen Mu immediately thought of the man he had wounded. Could it be him?
He didn't know how to respond, so he simply remained silent.
The old man suddenly smiled, "It really is our village's honor to be able to meet such an ace.
Ah, this old man is so old that he doesn't do things quickly enough.
It's been so long since I've invited you into the village. How rude, how rude!
Come, come, come. Please come in. Please come in. "
Bo Wen and Cheng Ying looked at each other, unable to react to the sudden change in the old man's attitude.
They had just been at daggers drawn, and then all of a sudden it had turned into spring breeze and rain, which really tested their hearts.
Chen Mu didn't feel that way, since the strength of the two sides wasn't on the same level.
The only ones on their side who had any real fighting power were Bo Wen and Cheng Ying. If there were to be any conflict, the first one to be killed would certainly be him.
Who would give you three minutes to enter the state of breath control?
So, Chen Mu's state of mind had always been very calm, and he didn't need to think too much about it.
If the two sides were to really have a conflict, what use could he be as a novice?
Moreover, if his adversary really wanted to make a move against them, it wouldn't make any difference whether it was in the jungle or in the village.
He was very calm in the face of such a situation, and his expression had always been calm and unhurried, with a peaceful gaze.
Being a bachelor was also a kind of realm!