"Yo, brother, Pillar 270, huh? Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Just then, a brocade-robed man with a pockmarked face and huge gold teeth sidled over from nearby, shaking his head repeatedly in gloating delight.
Qin He turned to look at him, and the muscles in his face immediately twitched several times.
Ye Tai!
Nicknamed "Da Yajin," a notorious human trafficker in Sin City.
Qin He had been trafficked into Sin City by him.
The mighty Great Immortal Green Ox had been sold for money for the first time in his life.
Yet if he were to grind his teeth in hatred, it somehow felt unnecessary.
Sold or not, when he had been unconscious in the wilderness, if not for this fellow dragging him back to Sin City, he might well have been gnawed apart by evil creatures.
During his weakened period, he had also benefited from the medicinal soup and identity papers this man provided.
If one fell into the wilderness around Sin City without a plausible identity, it was easy to be directly killed as a Fugitive of Sin.
Outside Sin City, there were not only evil creatures, but also Night Watchmen who, for various reasons, could not or would not return to Sin City. They were called Fugitives of Sin, meaning those burdened with crimes who had rebelled and fled.
The second clause of the Ten Kill Order was: Fugitives of Sin, behead them. So long as one was caught and their identity verified, rich rewards would be given, dead or alive.
"Yo, so it's Brother Qin He. I was wondering who it was."
Da Yajin grinned ingratiatingly and patted Qin He on the shoulder. "If you want to know what's going on over there, brother, I can provide you with a little information."
"No need, thanks."
Qin He put