The movements were cautious yet highly professional.
But the others were different; their focus was on their own safety and the traces of the missing persons.
Many of them were here under orders.
Most likely, the forces supporting them had issued directives demanding the missing people be found, no matter what.
As a result, each of them was somewhat anxious.
Only Tang Ling was focused on collecting Merit.
Gu Jianlin observed this woman. He had been pondering something for a while.
Tang Ling, clearly a Sword Tomb successor, a student of the Catastrophe, esteemed by the President, with exceptional innate talent—frankly put, a true daughter of heaven.
Yet she dressed extremely simply, wearing a plain white jacket, a camisole, and a pair of ultra-short shorts.
The total cost of her entire outfit might not even exceed two hundred bucks.
In comparison to Youzhu, the difference in cost was astonishing.
Even her phone seemed quite dated.
