The Heart Division group has had a rough time.
First, they were attacked by other domains, living in constant fear for their safety.
Then, they teamed up with the Water Tribe, enduring gossip and disdain every day.
Finally, they stumbled into a trap, nearly meeting total destruction.
This journey has truly been heart-wrenching and tear-jerking.
After joining with Mo Chen and the Profound Turtle King, Qingsuo stared wide-eyed at the fine wines, delicious foods, puppet song and dance ensemble, and other obviously entertainment-focused facilities on the turtle's back.
Even Brother Cheng felt a little guilty.
He had been enjoying a carefree life, playing mahjong and sleeping, while casually amassing a heap of points and two attendants, which starkly contrasted with their plight.
"By the way, Sect Leader Jiang, was it your doing that we suddenly got transported here?"
Jiang Cheng nodded without hesitation.
"That's right!"
