"Holy Light?"
"Someone from the Round Table Conference?"
Beside Baili Xueyuan, Wu Yong exclaimed in surprise.
He recognized the Holy Light at a glance. It wasn't a common sight in the past, but with the ever-intensifying Witch Hunt, it had become increasingly famous worldwide recently.
Baili Xueyuan knew more of the inside story. The Mercenary Corps her Dead Ghost belonged to not only had no connection to the Round Table Conference, but they actually had a fair amount of bad blood with them.
"It is indeed Holy Light. Record this. If the incident is ultimately resolved, compile it into a written report," Baili Xueyuan said, turning to Wu Yong.
Although she knew the inside story, she wouldn't tell anyone else.
On the contrary, to keep her Dead Ghost from being exposed, she had to create some cover.
Wu Yong nodded cautiously and continued to observe the details of the battle with Baili Xueyuan.
