Baili Pangpang seemed to sense someone watching him and turned his head in confusion.
The area beside the shelves was empty. There was no one there.
"Oh, let me tell you, our kitty is really not an ordinary kitty, it..." The saleswoman was still animatedly describing her miraculous cat, drawing Baili Pangpang's attention back.
Shen Qingzhu stood in the blind spot between the shelves, pushing a cart, his eyes flickering.
He absolutely could not let Baili Pangpang see him.
If that little fatty saw him, he would definitely rush over, and the Seventh Seat was right beside him...
Even if he and Baili Pangpang joined forces, they might not lose to the Seventh Seat. But the problem was that they had no guarantee of killing him. If the Seventh Seat escaped back to the manor, the fact that Shen Qingzhu was not bound by the Soul Contract would be exposed, and his identity would be completely revealed.
Most importantly, once the Third Seat learned of all this, he would certainly take countermeasures. By then, the entire manor's arrangements would be changed to conceal the altar's existence.
And now, the First Seat, Third Seat, Seventh Seat, Ninth Seat, and Twelfth Seat were all in Lintang. Even The Whisperer was about to descend. Shen Qingzhu knew better than anyone how powerful they were. Even if Lin Qiye's group and Team 008 combined forces, they could not possibly be their opponents.
In the end, Lin Qiye and the others would most likely be wiped out because of this.
That was not what he wanted.
His goal was only to relay what the believers were doing, let the Night Watchmen know how deep the waters here ran, and have them send a Special Squad to deal with it.
Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath