What Qin He did not know was that Great Gold Tooth was currently scratching his ears and racking his brains.
Time rewound to a month ago... When Da Yajin reined in the skinny horse beneath him and looked toward the Heaven's Pardon Pavilion headquarters shrouded in black smoke, his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously.
Behind him, Liu Shan, Ge Yanbing, and the Ma brothers had also stopped, their faces taut with tension.
"Qin He should still be holding off the Divine Envoy's people, right?" Ma Da scratched his head, his voice somewhat tight.
Da Yajin did not answer. He merely stared at the black smoke in the distance.
He recalled the damaged formation he had seen in the Ice Lake ruins half a month ago. Its blue-black formation lines had still been crusted with ice chips, and the faint ghostly blue gleam it emitted when activated was exactly like the Teleportation Array characteristics rumored to belong to Heaven's Pardon Pavilion.
Back then, he had still thought that "selling teleportation slots" was utter nonsense.
In a place like Sin City, if someone truly had a way to break through a super formation, who would put it up for sale?
But only after discovering the abandoned Teleportation Array at the Ice Lake where the Ice Flood Dragon had made its lair did he feel there might be something to this.
When he spent most of his savings to buy five slots, Liu Shan had tried to dissuade him, asking what they would do if they were scammed. Da Yajin had slapped his thigh and said, "Money can be earned again if it's gone, but once your life is gone, you've got nothing left! Buying gives us one last sliver of hope. Not buying means waiting to die!"
Thinking back on it now, that