"Hmph! That was certainly a fine idea." Crocodile Immortal Lord remarked blandly.
Yue Qianchou was no fool and naturally caught the mockery in his tone. But he was happy to play dumb, pretending not to understand. As the saying went, if your skin was not thick enough, you should not come out to make a living. Boss Yue had seen enough of the world; this little provocation was nothing.
Crocodile Immortal Lord could see that this fellow's skin was indeed thick, so he could not be bothered to waste more words. Sweeping his gaze around, he frowned. "Jin Miao and the others died here. Before long, Ye Niao and the rest will surely learn of it. I fear we can no longer remain here and must find another place."
"Don't worry. It's very safe here." As Yue Qianchou spoke, a trace of concern showed in his distant gaze. He was not saying it without reason. The culprit, Bi Changchun, had gone in the opposite direction. If he encountered visitors from Immortal City along the way, given Bi Changchun's temperament, a sparring match would be unavoidable. Now that the true culprit had shown himself, those immortals were hardly likely to come here and collect Jin Miao's corpses.
Crocodile Immortal Lord paused slightly. Seeing the concern in Yue Qianchou's eyes, he understood. The two said nothing further, drifting down the mountain and circling around to emerge from the forest on the other side.
By the time they strolled to Moon Lake, not a single Cannibal Tribe member remained by the shore, and not one tent was left at the foot of the mountain. Just as Yue Qianchou was wondering about it, he saw numerous heads peeking out from the caves on the mountain. It turned out they had all been frightened by