"I wanted to look for the poison master together with Zhao Ming, but I guess I shouldn't." He looked up at the sky and debated if he was always clueless and stupid. "The way they followed me here, I am sure they want to reach her through me." Moros cautiously said.
"Why don't they look for her directly? Why do they want you?" Dragon Lord asked, knowing that the Evil Lord had deeper roots in Diqiu than Moros, as his right-hand man could ever imagine.
"Apparently, this poison master is the Tian Cultivator and she must have formed a shield to hide from the evil lord. Unlike other immortals, I can see through all faces and shields." Moros explained in detail. He was proud of his skill, it was because of this that he ascended to the realm of immortal.
He was trying to get the thought of his wife and evil lord off his mind, but their voices had housed themselves in his ears.
