Almost as soon as she left, someone arrived outside the room where she had been staying.
"This..."
The woman standing before the corpse frowned deeply. She was clearly the one who had obtained an invitation for Ye Lian yesterday. She had been instructed to keep a slight eye on this outsider from the Dusk Society, so she came.
It was certain that neither of them cared all that much. It was more like routine procedure: they would pay a little attention to members of organizations with unknown origins that seemed somewhat suspicious.
Just enough to "take a look while they were at it."
"Dead? Dusk Society... never heard of the name, and divination can't uncover any information either."
The woman muttered to herself.
The inability to divine anything was the biggest problem.
Generally speaking, the Transcendents attending the invitation gathering would give the organizers at least a little respect. Those who immediately resorted to murder without a word were always a tiny minority. They were either powerful experts or people who only dared cause trouble on the outskirts.
"It doesn't matter. Just report it."
An old woman walked up behind the woman. "The invitation gathering may even attract some truly incredible existences. Servants like us could never imagine them."
"Tch."
Thirty minutes later, Miss Ye Lian entered a place resembling a banquet hall in the core district.
On the western side of the hall, several people sat facing one another between two walls.
After approaching, Miss Ye Lian vaguely overheard their conversation.
"After the restrictions are lifted, use seventeen million troll accounts to enter Vimy's networks and argue with the locals? Only you people could come up with such a strategy, but I think it's quite feasible. If we want to start a war, the best method is to