Strange! What are the Heavenly Dragon Sect people trying to do? As his thoughts spun quickly, Ling Chen turned his attention to the wooden box beside him. He quietly opened the lid and searched through its contents. Suddenly, upon discovering something, his expression changed dramatically.
This... this is gasoline!
Ling Chen was shocked, not expecting these wooden boxes to be filled entirely with bottles of gasoline.
Oh no! The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion is probably in trouble.
No time to think more, Ling Chen swiftly retreated from the Heavenly Dragon Sect's camp. Soon after, he caught up with those disciples from the Heavenly Dragon Sect responsible for transporting gasoline. At this moment, the group had already reached the periphery of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, and besides them, Tan Gang and his subordinates had arrived earlier, discussing something among themselves.
