Without needing Mu Zhixing to urge him, Zhou Shu had already turned to the black shadow.
While Zhou Shu and Mu Zhixing were discussing, the black shadow stood dozens of feet away like a wooden puppet.
There was no aura fluctuation on his body at all. If they didn't see him standing there with their own eyes, Zhou Shu and Mu Zhixing wouldn't even have noticed that there was someone there.
The black shadow was indeed magical.
Zhou Shu looked at the black shadow and asked, "Brother Wu, can you leave the Glacial Palace?"
The black shadow nodded, then shook his head.
Zhou Shu could now roughly figure out this black shadow's tricks.
He probably meant that he could leave, but he wouldn't.
Zhou Shu continued asking, "Brother Wu, I want to take a look inside this thatched hut. Is that okay?"
The black shadow shook his head without hesitation.
