In the village, inside a house.
Chu Yuan was utterly befuddled, quietly listening to Mo Yin the Elder rambling on.
"Fellow Taoist, although I don't know who you are, your ability to come here suggests that your identity is not simple,"
"I know that you're here for that treasure, but I must say that the treasure is not ordinary."
"I have lived in this place for many years and know where the treasure is, yet I cannot touch it. This alone shows how formidable it is. You really need to think it through, fellow Taoist."
Mo Yin the Elder talked on and on as if he was advising Chu Yuan not to waste his efforts.
"No, I..."
Chu Yuan just wanted to say that he wasn't here for any treasure, he was here to ask if the other party knew the Music of the Eight Sounds.
But he never got the chance to speak.
Mo Yin the Elder started speaking again, cutting Chu Yuan off.
"It seems you still refuse to believe, so be it, then I will take you to see it, so you can give up completely."
