The Source Mage Association moved quickly. With a sweep of President Rada's hand, all kinds of specialists from the association stepped forward and entered the looted Artifact Vault to gather clues and analyze every trace, each rushing to be the one who cracked the case.
For these professional mages, this was the best possible opportunity to make a name for themselves. The Artifact Vault case was the biggest incident to occur in over a hundred years.
As long as they solved this "outrageously audacious" case, their names would become household words, perhaps even written into textbooks for others to study...
The Source Squad that had drifted through the skies above the waters of Gourd Island also joined in, becoming one very inconspicuous team among many.
The blue-clad woman, Xiangli, entered the Artifact Vault with her squad. This place had originally been forbidden ground, but now it had become an empty, cavernous underground chamber. Even the racks specially used to hold Source Artifacts were gone. Wasn't that strange?
After making a round inside, Xiangli found nothing. She exclaimed softly, "Who did this? That's incredible!"
One teammate quietly corrected her, "Xiangli, you should say they had far too much nerve! Whoever did it, I think they're as good as dead."
Xiangli turned to glance at her teammate Feiyuan. Seeing him frowning in deep thought, she could barely contain her curiosity. She desperately wanted to ask whether Feiyuan had found anything, but he was thinking, so it was not a good time to interrupt. Thus, she circled around him, looking more anxious than anyone else.
Feiyuan flicked his eyes toward Xiangli, reached up to scratch his messy curls, and said helplessly, "Xiangli, what are you doing?"
Xiangli brightened with delight. "Ah, Feiyuan, you figured it out! What did you find?"
Feiyuan said, "Something."