Everyone is infuriated to this extent.
Zuo Fang disdainfully stepped back, sheathed his sword, and looked at Xu Shuo.
Xu Shuo gazed at the gasping White-robed Bishop on the ground for a long while. His lips were slightly pursed, and his helmet obscured his face, making it unclear what expression he wore, but he seemed to be pondering something.
— Is there a spy by the side of the Holy Maiden of Light?
Who could get close to the Holy Maiden of Light?
What identity could that person have?
Xu Shuo thought about the characters in his faction for a moment.
Among the undercover agents planted in the Royalty Faction were the Duke of Silver and Princess Teresa.
But the identity of the Duke of Silver was somewhat out of reach; as an undercover agent, he couldn't gather much information. He could only be considered a traitor's combat power, whereas Princess Teresa was different.
If the Silver Shield Legion is a sword thrust into the empire.
