Things had really gotten lively now.
Everyone who should have come-and everyone who shouldn't-was here.
Ying Lin and Xi Yijiu from the Illuminati.
Silas, Orion (who hadn't escaped and had hidden himself away again), and the newly arrived male agent Liam from the Laboratory.
Wei Yanchi, Zhang Ninde, Zhang Mingqi, and Wang Jinghe from the Martial Arts Hall.
Su Qian, Su Fangmu, and a new arrival, a Black man with black hair and black eyes named Pavel, from the Club.
And Xie De and Juelu from the Instance.
The elites of five world-class powers had gathered here. This time, they weren't scheming against one another or fighting over resources. For once, they were working toward the same goal.
They got to their feet and looked at one another, then at Xie De, who was watching from the sidelines, and the Witch, who was laughing so hard she cried. Some were embarrassed, some resigned, and some furious.
Orion propped himself against Silas's shoulder and greeted Xie De, then turned to Silas, apparently deciding things weren't lively enough yet. "Wow, seriously? Why did people from the other organizations get here before us? The passage the Laboratory provided is pretty useless, then. We might as well switch employers."
"Just shut up."
Silas hurriedly cut him off. He had emerald-green eyes, and when he met Xie De's gaze, he looked a little surprised. "Is he Lord Scheid?" he asked quietly.
"Yes."
Then Silas met the Witch's eyes. He frowned, looked away, and walked ahead.
Juelu smiled at Xie De and stepped forward as well.
Wei Yanchi came straight over and took the Witch's place, then asked excitedly, "Mr. Xie De, did you come because you heard the Laboratory had been infiltrated, too? My master and the other senior members of the Martial Arts Hall