"Mm, Sister Shuang, there are indeed a lot of suspicious points about your mission this time."
Xu Jingming nodded, exited Thunderstorm State, and sat down beside Ling Shuang on the sofa. He asked, "Was the mission for the Eighth-Order Grandmaster issued by the headquarters where Director Su is?"
"No." Ling Shuang shook her head. "It was assigned directly by the branch curator—Liu Shan."
"Liu Shan? Could he be a member of the Heaven's Mandate Sect?" Xu Jingming frowned. This really was troublesome.
Once Metahumans reached the high ranks, the gap created by ability rank was no longer as vast as it had been at the lower ranks.
Liu Shan was an Eighth-Order Peak Metahuman. Although he only possessed an A-Rank Ability, in a direct confrontation, Ling Shuang, who was at the Eighth-Order Middle Position, could defeat him but had no way to kill or capture him.
"It can't be confirmed yet, but it can't be ruled out either." Ling Shuang pursed her lips and continued, "It isn't just Liu Shan. The other two vice-curators can also offer suggestions for missions."
"In other words, there are currently three suspects?" Xu Jingming pondered.
"Mm. It could be one of the three, or all three of them. There may even be others we haven't considered but who are indeed involved." Ling Shuang's expression was grave.
"All three of them? Is the Heaven's Mandate Sect really that good? Giving up positions as curator and vice-curator to join a Heretical Sect?" Xu Jingming found it hard to understand.
No matter how he looked at it, Thunder Martial Hall was far better than those scum from the Heaven's Mandate Sect, who could only operate in the shadows. Usually, only Metahumans who had committed capital crimes would join a place like that.
"It's not a question of