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"Humph!" White Jaina ignored the Old God's question entirely. With a flick of her sleeve, she cast a spell and hurled the Old God, incarnated as Black Mist, out of the room. The Old God obediently offered no resistance.

Only after the door completely cut off the outside world did White Jaina let out a sigh of relief. She was exhausted, but she was quite satisfied with her acting. That feeling of danger, dancing along a blade's edge, was truly thrilling.

She figured that after this warning, the Old God would behave himself for a while. He would most likely agree to her proposal.

For several days afterward, the Old God made no move. Azshara was also occupied with certain matters and did not come looking for White Jaina. Bored with nothing to do, she summoned the Naga handmaiden and said she wanted to visit the market the Goblins had set up. She wondered how their trading was going.

After asking for permission, the maid said there was no problem. She brought White Jaina to the place where their ships had sunk.

From afar, the area around the wrecks was packed with Naga. The Goblins had set up all manner of stalls and begun doing business with them.

"Wow, it's Lady 'Wanderer'." The Goblin Accountant called Golden Eye was standing atop a pile of wooden crates, scolding a Troll guard, when he spotted White Jaina approaching with his sharp eyes.

White Jaina had returned to her original attire. Besides, there were only so many humans in this cursed place who could walk on two legs.

"Lady, it's been several days. Have you been well?" The Goblin blinked.

"I've been well. The Queen has treated me with great hospitality," White Jaina said calmly. "How is business on your end?"

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