If they wanted to fight over the cave abode until their heads split and blood flowed, then let them. As for warning them, if the other man had not represented all the top factions in the Depths of the Nether Domain on this visit, Qin Han would probably have turned hostile and shown him the door over those threatening remarks alone.
Naturally, he would not reveal that heavenly secret now. Offering a word or two of advice was already the limit of his goodwill.
"Now that we're done talking about this bloody calamity, Pavilion Master Qin, shouldn't you reconsider accompanying us?"
Seeing the other man's attention return to the board, the Black Wind Sect Master frowned slightly and finally could not resist reminding him.
Qin Han's eyes flickered, and the hand beneath the table gradually clenched.
He was not worried about his own safety. After all, he would soon return to the Heavenly Pivot Star Domain. By then, the Four Seasons Pavilion's two Heavenly Realm experts would be enough to secure its footing in the Nether Domain. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, there would be little danger of its destruction.
But what about the pavilion disciples traveling abroad, who were constantly helping spread its name?
Unless the Four Seasons Pavilion could reshuffle all the factions in the Depths of the Nether Domain and cow everyone into submission, those disciples would most likely meet violent deaths if he did not personally enter the game.
Yet clearly, the Four Seasons Pavilion had no such ability.
After a moment, the pavilion master finally sighed. A martial artist with his temperament perhaps should never have founded a sect here in the first place.
For him, taking part in this bloody calamity was absolutely out of the question.
But he could not turn a blind eye