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A string of numbers was quickly reported.
"No. FR787742-086-0001"
"Verify it!"
Jaharlal Choudhury was stunned. The Saint's Association had its own verification methods.
Every badge had a unique number that could verify its holder's identity. Even if someone was impersonating the holder, they still had to look like the real person.
Aside from the most reliable Saint Seal, the badge was also an essential key for entering certain Saint's Association venues. It could also be used to verify a person's identity.
"The holder is Li Bai, a senior member. Uh, sir, he really is with the Saint's Association."
One of the people Jaharlal Choudhury had brought along was a member of the Saint's Association. They verified the badge using a dedicated program, then compared it against footage from the security cameras. The result was conclusive.
Li Bai had come openly and aboveboard, so he could stand up to scrutiny.
"He really is one of ours?"
Jaharlal Choudhury rubbed his chin in puzzlement. The man was one of theirs, but he wasn't one of his.
According to the personal information verified, the man had only joined the Saint's Association sometime this month—less than a week ago, in fact.
Yet he had joined as a senior member, which meant he had tremendous potential and might have room to advance. Who knew? One day, he might become one of the Saints, just like Jaharlal Choudhury.
Senior members were considered candidates under observation for becoming Saints. It was an unspoken rule within the Saint's Association that they could enjoy more resources and connections than junior members. Nearly all seven of the current Saints had risen from the ranks of senior members. Intelligence, social skills, personal qualities, talent, and ability were all essential.
Within the Saint's Association, there were plenty of people with special