"Two unknown Tier 4s, and that Legend with the strange aura."
Beside the winding mountain road outside the town, three Evil Flower vice cult leaders who had just arrived stared at the two from a distance. None of them made the first move.
"What do you think?" The young woman's black hair was tied into two buns, with the ends dyed dark blue. She wore square-framed sunglasses, and a playful smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
Her name was Feng Shisan, a Transcendent who had recently risen to Tier 4 within the organization.
For this mission, her superiors had simply sent two veterans along to show her the ropes.
Standing right beside her was a burly blond man.
His hair was slicked back, and he wore a tight tank top that outlined his sharply defined muscles. Even standing silently, he radiated a powerful sense of oppression.
"Let's just attack. There's nothing worth looking at."
His voice was deep and dull, enough to inspire fear in anyone who heard it.
"Don't rush." Behind them stood a woman in a dark gown, smiling warmly.
She gripped an ebony staff wrapped in silver filigree, her beautiful, wavy black hair stirring despite the lack of wind.
"If they dare face us head-on, they must have some ability."
Gina's voice was as gentle as flowing water. "Besides, I don't think I found them in the database. They might not be from the Spark Federation."
"Since the Tier 6 Legend Jormungandr appeared recently, quite a few Transcendents have fled Hengsha Federation. The organization asked me to keep an eye on them. It would be even better if we could recruit them."
"Heh." Hearing this, the blond man, Mousse, sneered and said nothing.
Feng Shisan volunteered, turning her back playfully toward the two and winking