"Master Tai isn't really doomed, is he?"
At that moment, beneath a distant cliff, Liu Shan, Ge Yanbing, Ma Da, and Ma Er had gathered together, waiting anxiously.
The Ice Flood Dragon had been staring fixedly at Da Yajin.
The four of them had also turned tail and run without an ounce of loyalty, leaving Da Yajin behind.
But if their boss had really died just like that, it would have been quite a pity.
"Not likely. If we're talking about whose life is toughest in Sin City, it has to be Master Tai. If not for that, who the hell would follow him?" Liu Shan said.
"Master Tai will be fine. At most, we'll wait another two hours." Ma Da held his head high as he spoke, but the expression on his face was clearly far less certain than his words.
His gaze kept darting toward Ice Lake, and he seemed increasingly restless.
This was the nearest rendezvous point. If they got separated, they would regroup here.
Of the four, only Ge Yanbing remained quiet, reclining against a large tree with his eyes closed in rest.
"Bingzi, say something, will you?" Ma Er looked at Ge Yanbing, sounding irritated.
"Don't worry. Master Tai has nine lives."
Ge Yanbing spoke lazily, then suddenly opened his eyes, flipped down from the tree, and looked in another direction. With a faint smile, he said, "Here he comes."
The three of them rose to their feet at once. In the dim snowy expanse ahead, two figures, one before and one behind, were walking toward them.
They were Da Yajin and Qin He.
Ma Da and Ma Er immediately ran over. Da Yajin burst into laughter when he saw them. "I, Da Yajin, am back again!"
"Master, are you all right?" Ma Da practically