Inside the Defense Agency, Liao Zihui looked at the report, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.
Recently, the Defense Agency had just established contact with Sage Peak, and the relationship between them had much room to grow. He didn't expect such a significant incident to occur so suddenly.
Sage Peak was gone, the Saint's fate was uncertain, and now Cheap Person Ridge was swarming with Knife Labor Ghosts. Liao Zihui couldn't understand how so many problems had cropped up in just a few days.
His previous efforts had gone down the drain. As Liao Zihui was pondering how to explain this to his superiors, Deputy Envoy General Xia Shumin walked in. "Chief Envoy, there's still no news of Light Bulb."
Liao Zihui sighed and stared at Xia Shumin for a long time.
