"Hmm?"
Shen Tong suddenly seemed to have thought of something, a flash of insight crossing his mind.
"I remember, last time I was attacked in the Fellings Mountains, those two people seemed to be wearing these black robes," Shen Tong said, "Maybe the two attackers were from Saint Carmen."
"We should leave here first; the battle just now must have drawn the attention of those around us."
Lin Mo frowned and said.
Although he wasn't afraid of Saint Carmen, he didn't want trouble here, wasting his time.
"Hmm." Shen Tong nodded solemnly and, with Lin Mo, transformed into two rays of flowing light, flying through the forest, quickly heading east.
Shen Tong knew that whether news of killing a Saint Carmen disciple or the dark dealings within Saint Carmen were exposed, it would shake the Australian cultivation world.
It might even bring disaster to the Shen Family; Shen Tong had already decided he must not let this matter be outspread.
At the market entrance.
