This wasn't really Bati Shan's fault for being careless. Who would have thought that the well-known Xia Qila would be dressed in an unremarkable home outfit, following behind someone from the Nine States?
Impossible!
"It wasn't me,"
Xia Qila glanced at Lin Baici, "It was him!"
"Huh?"
Bati Shan's face was full of confusion. Although he understood the Great Shaman's words and gazes, rationally, he just couldn't accept it.
"You heard me right, it was him!"
Xia Qila walked over to Lin Baici, patting his shoulder.
"..."
Bati Shan's lips parted as he struggled to speak, with a stomach full of words, but not knowing how to voice them. In the end, he could only manage to squeeze out, "But I heard that there are gods in Busan Divine Ruins!"
"There were!"
Xia Hongyao laughed loudly, scaring Bati Shan on purpose, "Little Linzi ate them!"
"You're joking, how could humans possibly eat a god..."
Bati Shan stopped mid-sentence, as if suddenly remembering something, and shut his mouth.
