The Mountain-Suppressing Office's highest-level secrets were usually sent through Identity Tokens.
It was even somewhat safer than speaking directly.
Some messages were sent out by the person in overall command, and only after those with sufficient clearance confirmed the contents would a message be uploaded.
Put simply, when the Old Man in charge sent out a message, he would receive confirmation after the two senior officers read and approved it. At first, he had thought his two colleagues had been late in confirming.
But they had actually confirmed long ago.
That meant the extra person had appeared out of thin air.
Most likely, it was an expert sent by the Sect.
Soon, all of them received a message.
Not daring to hesitate, they immediately checked it.
Then a name appeared before all three pairs of eyes.
Drunken Floating Life.
All three sucked in a sharp breath.
Then they looked up at one another.
Drunken Floating Life?
The expert sent by the Immortal Gate?
Wasn't he a Wanted Criminal?
For a moment, they were unsure. Just what was his background?
Had he been dispatched by the Immortal Gate?
"Should we ask or not?" the younger woman asked.
The Old Man furrowed his brows. "Not yet. If he doesn't say, we won't ask. Let's see what he wants to do first."
The best way to deal with an Immortal Gate Wanted Criminal was to play dumb.
As long as they never asked, if they were investigated later, they could say they had been confused and mistaken him for someone else.
That would reduce the trouble somewhat.
If they asked, confirmed he wasn't sent by the Immortal Gate, and then were forced to agree under threat...
They would truly be finished.
Whether they could ever return from the Mining Site or the reclamation