Dispute

Just as Hisha brought She Li back to her room, several people clad in white robes sprang out from who knew where.

The moment She Li saw the white robes on them, his heartstrings immediately tightened.

Because he recognized such robes—they were the divine vestments worn only by elders of the Church of Light.

She Li secretly roused his Saber Intent, guarding against these white-robed people while also remaining wary of A Da and the others beside him.

She Li's loyalty belonged solely to Chen Cheng, so he held neither trust nor distrust toward Hisha and the others.

When Hisha saw these white-robed people, her delicate brows could not help but furrow.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know you cannot expose yourselves to the public now?"

However, the leading white-robed man stepped forward, lowered the white hood over his head, and gave Hisha a cordial smile.

"Your Highness the Princess, you and I are both subjects of His Imperial Majesty. Especially us—we are also His Imperial Majesty's most steadfast believers.

"Now that the evil god has stolen a lofty position, and we must spread His Imperial Majesty's great radiance, how could we cower like rats beneath the ground?"

Clearly, these white-robed people were fanatics who had followed Jamir north back then.

Yet for some reason, they had gotten mixed up with Prince Pingbei and the others. From the looks of it, the two sides seemed to have reached some sort of agreement.

"You needn't tell me any of this. If you want to go mad, go mad on your own. Before His Imperial Majesty returns, everything you say remains open to question."

With that, Hisha prepared to leave with A Da and the others.

But before leaving, she did not forget to warn them.

"Remember our agreement. If