Neither Qian Xunji nor Dongfang Bai knew what the mercenaries around them were thinking, but judging by their expressions, it wasn't hard to guess.
After all, one of them was the Martial Soul Hall Pope, who had held the position for decades, while the other had seized power as the leader of a cult by launching a coup against her predecessor. Neither lacked the ability to read people and see through their thoughts.
But neither of them had any intention of paying the mercenaries the slightest attention. They simply continued strolling down the street at their own pace.
The difference between them was simply too great. Would you bark back at a dog just because it barked at you?
Not only would that do you no good, it would also be beneath you.
Besides, they were only thoughts. The other party hadn't actually made a move.
It wasn't as if they should strike first just because they thought the mercenaries might harm them. That would be far too domineering, and it might also cause Xiao Yi Xian some trouble. They each had their own worlds and weren't from the Battle Through the Heavens World, so they could simply leave. Xiao Yi Xian, however, was from this world and couldn't leave. Once they were gone, she'd be left to clean up the mess.
As guests, leaving their host with a mess to deal with after they departed was not something friends should do.
There were plenty of shops on either side of the street, selling weapons, armor, pills, and all sorts of other things.
Thanks to their location, these shops were all quite popular.
As they walked, Qian Xunji looked with interest at the shops on either side of the street.
He wasn't particularly interested in weapons and armor. After