Although Jiang Shu was a nominal disciple of the War Alliance, he was still an outsider, no matter how you looked at it. Mo Qiye was a genius of the Star Pavilion. If he brazenly followed Jiang Shu around and caught the attention of someone with ill intentions, he would be in serious trouble.
Mo Qiye, however, didn't care in the slightest.
"Brother, the Star Pavilion operates differently from other forces. Even the greatest arts have to be sold before they can be called the greatest. Mo Tianji has been hovering around Zhan Feng all this time for the very same reason."
"What's more, I'm doing this to give an answer to the geniuses who were ambushed and killed. As long as what happened is true, the Star Pavilion naturally won't object."
He certainly knew how to talk.
While speaking with Zhan Feng, Jiang Shu had heard of the Star Pavilion and learned how capable its cultivators were.
Such abilities were exceedingly rare, even in the Vast Wilderness Domain.
"Suit yourself."
"If you can, why not help me divine what Ming Wuya will do next?"
At that, Mo Qiye gave a bitter smile and clasped his hands. "Forgive me, Brother Jiang. It's not that I'm trying to shirk the task. The truth is, Ming Wuya's actions are aimed at you. Anything involving you is beyond my sight. If I force myself to look, it could very well cost me my life."
Jiang Shu merely nodded.
He had heard the same thing from the Black Robed Figure, yet the figure had still been able to plot against him.
It seemed the Doomsday Cult truly had something special about it, enough to make so many forces wary.
Mo Qiye gritted his teeth and spoke again.
"Never mind. Give me a moment."
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