The chat room fell silent once more. Some people had definitely guessed it, but there were certainly others who had not.
No one had mentioned it before. The people of Pantheon could not possibly ignore international affairs; they simply kept closer watch through multiple channels in secret.
"Liston Han Xiao?" Zeus's aged voice rang out again from the main seat.
The moment Zeus spoke, several startled gasps sounded through the meeting room. Clearly, quite a few people knew the name Liston Han Xiao.
"That's me. Consider it the price of not entering my real identity on that server last time. Let me apologize to everyone again," Jiang Yan Hai said frankly.
I've already told you both of my identities. Whether you believe me or not is up to you.
"You don't need to apologize. We should be the ones apologizing to you." Jiang Yan Hai's apology had caught them off guard, and the people present suddenly felt somewhat embarrassed.
"So, the things you deliberately did before were all meant to let us know?" Zeus changed the subject.
Everyone else in the room recalled it as well. They all knew something about Liston Han Xiao, mainly the things he had done—most recently, the incident involving Jason Bourne in New York.
Outsiders could not tell how the other party had escaped, but insiders like them understood at a glance. Han Xiao had hacked at least every surveillance camera along their route throughout New York.
Only that could have made it possible. And it was not just the cameras; he would have needed to hack the systems of customs and other departments as well.
That was probably why Pantheon had been able to guess from the things he did. How many people in the world possessed that level of skill?
Especially for Pantheon,