A Clear Idea

A Clear Idea

The Ancient Castle clearly held more secrets than just Mr. Dong. Although Xu Huo wasn't technically its owner yet, he couldn't let this opportunity slip away for nothing.

Bai Kou didn't seem to be in a hurry, either. When she failed the first time, she didn't press the matter. Instead, she brought up the upcoming noble investiture ceremony.

It was a cause for celebration in District 011, too, so it was being advertised everywhere. The ceremony and banquet were going to be grand affairs. A minor noble like Xu Huo wouldn't have been invited if the Duchess hadn't brought him along.

"You're going, too," Xu Huo said. "What identity are you going under this time?"

Last time, she had been the infamous Madam Butterfly.

"A New Wheel Cult operative," Bai Kou replied.

"Madam Butterfly was a member of the New Wheel Cult, too," Xu Huo said. That alone told him it definitely wasn't a wholesome religious organization.

"Just a bunch of broke Players who started an organization to make money," Bai Kou said indifferently. "Most of them aren't good people. They came up with a religious name and a cover story, then help certain people handle things they can't be seen doing in exchange for payment."

"But once the organization grew, some people with ulterior motives dragged it into the public eye."

"Vison Meny of Rongxin was promoting the New Wheel Cult before," Xu Huo said. He still vividly remembered the scene in the virtual game where they hunted down the traitor. "I think he's already dead."

Vison Meny hadn't seemed like a fanatic, but the brainwashed people in the game had been pretty deep into it.

"He died aboard Matt's ship." Bai Kou gently swirled her teacup. "The infighting among District 011's nobles claimed the lives