The Decoy in the East, Then Another in the West

"Do you know where Saren Gowa is right now?" Meng Qi asked thoughtfully.

Agula shook his head blankly. "How could I possibly know..."

Meng Qi felt a little disappointed. If Saren Gowa were nearby, he could take advantage of the Heavenly Venerable's "backing" and eliminate the hidden danger ahead of time.

Although Daoist Jiesha had saved his life, it wasn't as though he could just let her kill him without fighting back, could he?

Since he had no chance now, he would keep wandering the martial world, concealing his whereabouts. In two or three years, once he had the strength of a Grandmaster, would he still need to fear enemies like Jie Sha and Old Man Ku?

He asked a few more questions about Saren Gowa, but Agula could only shake his head at every turn. He merely sighed again and again, saying he'd boarded the Wolf-Slaying Society's pirate ship and couldn't get off even if he wanted to.

Seeing this, Meng Qi changed the subject and said as casually as if it were nothing, "Batu is dead."

Agula's face filled with alarm again. "I know."

"Do you know he was killed by a shaman?" Meng Qi watched him with a smile.

Agula shuddered, fear deepening. "I know..."

"Then why was he killed?" Meng Qi asked as if he had everything under control.

Agula stared at Meng Qi in terror and shook his head violently. "I don't know, I don't know. I only got an order from the Wolf-Slaying Society to trade with a group that did private north-south commerce. Then I found out there were several Golden Tent shamans mixed in with them."

"Afterward, Batu followed one of the caravan members out of the city and died outside. I have no idea what he found out."

Golden Tent shamans?