"Testing whether I'm from those so-called Three Great Realms?"
Standing atop Fanming's head, Wang Ba gave a soft snort.
After their brief encounter, he had quickly seen straight through the Corpse-Cooking Ghost King Sheye's intentions.
The other's shift from arrogance to deference, coupled with his excessive caution, was simply too obvious.
Once people had concerns and things they cared about, they exposed more weaknesses and became easier for others to exploit. This had nothing to do with intelligence, but with human nature.
The Corpse-Cooking Ghost King had too many concerns, leaving him unsure whether to advance or retreat.
As the saying went, freedom from desire made one unyielding. To stand invincible in the world, the fewer ties one had, the better.
Wang Ba, however, had little interest in being invincible.
"In that case... we'd best keep the Little Cang Realm well hidden."
Wang Ba pondered inwardly.
The Little Cang Realm was precisely what concerned him, what he cared about.
It held far too many people and things he could not part with.
And this Sea of Boundary Turmoil appeared vast, with seemingly frequent exchanges. They could not understand it thoroughly in a short time, and under these circumstances, they would inevitably have to venture out and deal with the surrounding World Domains and factions.
It would be best not to let others learn of the Little Cang Realm's existence lightly.
Unless, one day, their strength reached a level where they no longer needed such caution and could place it openly before the world.
Although he felt his performance just now had been fairly successful.
Even so, despite sensing no one following behind, he remained uneasy and continued urging Fanming to fly away from the Little Cang Realm.
He was unsure whether the other party was secretly following them.
They swaggered