"Protect us?"
They were all bewildered. Why would Judgment, an organization they had never encountered, specifically ask for them to be protected?
"Was it a mission issued by [Those Without a Home]?" Wan Lan asked.
If so, that might make sense. After all, their relationship with [Those Without a Home] was fairly good.
But Wen Ling shook her head. "No. It told me that Judgment is relatively free internally and rarely issues missions. The only one qualified to issue them is Four Seats.
"I sounded it out, but [Those Without a Home] told me outright that it had asked that person too, only to receive no answer. It was only able to join Judgment in the first place because Four Seats heard the words 'Hold Up the Heavens.'"
As she spoke, Wen Ling looked at the others before her, whose expressions had turned strange.
Zhao Zhe sucked in a breath. "So not only are you connected to the Salvation Hall of Fame, you've even got something going on with Judgment?"
Ye Buyu rolled her eyes speechlessly. "Do you think that's possible? Mr. Zhao, could you stop saying whatever you dream up? How old are we? It'd be a miracle if we had anything to do with Judgment."
Note, who had remained silent, quietly watched her Hall Master spout nonsense. Now she could be certain that the End of the World was where everything began.
Noticing Mu Bingge looking over, she smiled faintly and silently mouthed the words.
Long time no see.
Mu Bingge said nothing, merely nodding in greeting.
Ye Buyu finally seemed willing to turn her attention back to Note. She looked at her, her lips moving.
Zhao Zhe poked his head out, his smooth scalp blocking their view of each other.
"Let me in on your secrets. Your