Tourmaline had no idea that her best friend had been whisked away by her brother.
This trip Saine took with Mo Yan to Renault Star City beyond the Wizard World was a relatively low-key outing.
Mo Yan had not dared tell anyone around him, while Saine was thinking of selling off some materials and divine artifacts as soon as possible to obtain a sum of Magic Coins for cash flow.
In fact, Saine could have directly sold the divine artifacts, divine corpses, or artifact-grade materials in his possession to Commercial Alliance Capecci.
But selling directly to Kapeiqi was certainly less profitable than taking them to Renault Star City to sell.
This meant no middleman taking a cut. Saine had been desperately short of money these past years; even if the price difference was only a hundred thousand or so Magic Coins, he did not mind making the trip himself.
Building and operating a Holy Tower was far more cumbersome than one might imagine.
No wonder that after advancing to Level 4 or above, many Knights and Magicians in the Wizard World did not choose to establish a Holy Tower or Knights' Hall.
By the time Tourmaline came back to her senses from the feverish excavation work, and the large Artificial Lake before her had gradually begun to take shape,
she shook the black mud from between her claws, only to find that she could no longer sense where Saine was.
Saine carried Tourmaline's dragon blood blessing within him. So long as he was inside the Wizard World, no matter where he was, Tourmaline could sense him vaguely to some degree.
But Saine's aura had now vanished completely. There was only one explanation: Saine was no longer in the Wizard World.
"Elder sister Luluenman, do you know where Saine went?" Tourmaline