As if discerning Yun Mu's confusion, Gong Xiuwen smiled again, "What's the matter, not going to spar? Does the Helmsman have other, more important matters to attend to?"
Yun Mu forced a smile, "Indeed, my strength hasn't improved for a long time. I wonder, Senior Gong, do you have any brilliant ideas?"
The smile on Gong Xiuwen's face grew even wider, revealing a set of neatly arranged dentures.
"Why don't you go into the earth house and sit down to think when you're feeling anxious and in a rush to succeed?"
Yun Mu was slightly stunned, glanced at Gong Xiuwen, and then looked at the primitive earth house, unsure of what kind of medicine Gong Xiuwen was selling in his gourd.
However, since Gong Xiuwen had said so, there must be a reason. Gong Xiuwen had meditated in this earth house for many years; it could have some special effects.
After bowing, Yun Mu took steps forward and walked into the earth house.