Though the transaction between Lei Wanche and Qiao Nian was merely a verbal agreement, so long as neither wished to offend the other beyond all redemption and forge an enemy for themselves and their family that would fight to the death, they would certainly honor the agreement.
Toying with the weak might cost you nothing, but playing tricks on the strong would surely make you pay a grievous price.
Naturally, Qiao Nian did not tell the other three members of the group about his conversation with Lei Wanche. This was a secret belonging solely to him and Lei Wanche.
Yet no wall was without cracks. What Qiao Nian and Lei Wanche believed to be secret had long since been silently overheard by someone.
That person was, of course, Meng Zhao, who had secretly lurked in the shadows and followed Liu An's group of four here.
His realm was extraordinarily high, and his Primordial Spirit cultivation grew more vigorous by the day. Once he employed his methods, even if he appeared openly before Liu An and the other three, they would have no chance of detecting Meng Zhao's presence. Naturally, concealing himself from them and trailing behind them all the way to the camp had been effortless.
He had always kept an eye on Qiao Nian. When Qiao Nian was invited aside alone by Lei Wanche, Meng Zhao used a supreme divine ability to hide nearby and heard every word of their conversation clearly.
Lei Wanche had in fact felt somewhat uneasy. It was not that he had sensed Meng Zhao's existence, but rather that the Thunder Ancestor True Pill he had consumed contained a wisp of Innate thunder true intent, strengthening his supersensory spiritual perception until his instincts had begun to display inhuman qualities.
That was why he had felt