The party of thirteen traveled through the night and soon arrived at the imposing, magnificent Tide Dragon City Pass.
The ancient city wall, a full thousand feet high, stood between two tall mountains, blocking the road ahead. Weathered and covered in moss and vines, it resembled a silent chronicle of the ages.
The weathered wall gave off the dim glow of the city-guarding grand formation. Above the three enormous arched gates hung a plaque that even mortals craning their necks could scarcely make out, bearing the words "Tide Dragon City Pass."
Old Liu stared blankly up at the thousand-foot wall and could not help asking, "Brother Ming Quan, have all your city lords been complete cowards, even more ballless than our Prince Huai? That scared someone would storm in and overturn their table...?"
"What do you mean?" Ming Quan looked puzzled.
"This is a fourth-grade city, and it has such a magnificent city-guarding grand formation, so why the hell build the wall like an overnight sanitary pad?!" Old Liu curled his lip. "Three or four hundred meters high, with mountains attached at both ends, extra wide and extra large... isn't that overdoing it?"
"Brother, to tell you the truth, I don't know what the previous city lords were like, but the current one... certainly acts rather cautiously. Still, while you're in the city, you must never say he has no balls. Watch your words and actions, or you could get yourself killed." Ming Quan lowered his voice. "Our Nine Li Continent is full of war-torn places. The destruction of nations, sects, and entire families happens all the time. Tide Dragon City may levy heavy taxes, but it keeps the people safe. So a taller wall does ordinary people nothing but good."
At that, Ren Ye also warned him, "Keep your