Ren Ye keenly caught the change in the director's expression and asked urgently, "Second Master, what's wrong?"
Zhao Baicheng's expression returned to normal. "You mean Binhai City in the Migration Land?"
"That's right. A first-order Star Gate." Ren Ye nodded.
"Then it fits. Everything fits." Zhao Baicheng thoughtfully raised his wine cup. "Before your father died, he was probably trying to bring the lamp body and base together, completing this invitation token so he could enter that Star Gate and explore."
At the mention of his father, Ren Ye felt a little stirred. "Director, how much do you know about my father?"
"Not much. We only met a few times." Zhao Baicheng shook his head slightly, using decidedly trendy language. "He and your First Master had secret dates all the time, but outsiders were rarely present. Who knows what shenanigans they got up to in private?"
Ren Ye felt helpless. This old man loses all decorum after a few drinks. He really doesn't mince words.
"Still, although your father didn't explicitly state his purpose when he entrusted us with finding the lamp base, I did pick up some information during the search." Zhao Baicheng set down his porcelain wine cup, pinched two raw peanuts, and tossed them into his mouth. "He told me the base might be in a Star Gate called Setting Sun Temple, in the collection of an old monk. I had people ask around for a long time before finally locating this Fourth Tier Star Gate."
"Then what?" Ren Ye pressed.
"This Star Gate required no token, but it only opened at fixed times. I waited a long time before being matched into it." Zhao Baicheng kept his account brief. "After entering, I spent a great deal more time making inquiries. Eventually, I learned that the old