A few minutes later, Ma Ping'an came before Ye Lin and handed him the Black Card.
"Guest, the transaction is complete."
"Mm."
Ye Lin nodded, then led Xiao Lan forward, walking out of the Holy Treasure Pavilion under Ma Ping'an's watchful send-off.
After reaching the exit, Ye Lin looked at Xiao Lan before him.
"Keep this. Stop following me—you're free."
Ye Lin tossed the Black Card to Xiao Lan, then turned and stepped into the exit without the slightest hesitation, his figure vanishing from sight.
Xiao Lan stood there blankly, staring at the Black Card in her hand before looking at the gate ahead.
If her guess was right, there were a full seven hundred thousand survival points on this Black Card—seven hundred thousand survival points, seventy thousand Top-Tier Spirit Stones. Ye Lin had simply given them to her so easily?
Just as Ye Lin exited, dozens of figures suddenly appeared around Xiao Lan. Their gazes all fell upon the Black Card in her hand, their eyes brimming with greed.
Yet not a single one dared act rashly. In the Black Sea, no one dared rob someone openly. If they attacked Xiao Lan now, the guardians would mercilessly kill them the next moment.
Though the Black Sea was the most evil place in the world, it still had the order it ought to have—and no one dared violate that order.
The Black Sea was a gathering place of evil, not a place of utter chaos. Those who lived in the Black Sea were all people whose hands had once been stained with endless blood.
They had committed every evil imaginable; there was nothing they had not done.
That was the proper explanation.
Evil did not refer to a place, but to people. A valley made up of countless evil people