Silver Crown

"Sir Andrew, are we really letting Lin An go just like that?"

"We clearly had a chance just now."

Outside the Blood Moon Trial Hotel, a large number of Awakened from the North America War Zone surrounded him as if they had burst from the ground.

"What else could we do?"

"Are you questioning my decision?"

His tone was cold. Andrew looked at the Awakened who had questioned him without the slightest expression on his face, completely unlike his earlier gentle demeanor.

Beneath the silver crown, his features were breathtakingly handsome. At a glance, he looked like a religious sacrifice who had stepped out of mythology.

"I wouldn't dare."

The questioning Awakened officer lowered his head slightly, his expression ugly as he forced a smile.

He was a high-ranking general of the North America War Zone. Whether before or after the apocalypse, his status had always been extremely lofty.

Yet in front of Andrew, he seemed somewhat overpowered.

The crowd moved along with Andrew, clearly treating him as the core of the core.

"I let Lin An go for a reason, naturally."

His voice was cool and detached. As he spoke, he indifferently looked at the Blue Moon overhead.

"First, our intelligence contained a major error."

"If it wasn't for this 'coincidence,' and I hadn't sent people to follow him from the moment he entered the trial, could you have imagined that Lin An would clear it so quickly?"

"Even a high Willpower Attribute doesn't mean one's thinking ability and strategic prowess are equally strong."

"High attributes are meaningless if someone has no brains. What's frightening is when the two are combined."

He wore a faintly amused yet unreadable expression.

Andrew looked toward the few Awakened who had compiled the intelligence, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Luck?