“I’m not going into the house!” Hao Lianchuan frowned. “Deciding my fate through luck… I’m better off relying on strength instead! I accept the outcome even if the soldiers kill me. You guys can go through the house if you wish, I won’t be and the Night Watchers aren’t allowed to! If we must, then those below Sunflares can make the attempt. They stand a good chance of succeeding!”4

Some among the Night Watchers scratched their heads. They couldn’t hide their supernatural ripples. If everyone else could, then the agency would be at a great disadvantage! But since the deputy director had given his orders, they weren’t in a position to contradict him.0

Perhaps they’d be in an even more disadvantageous position then. The others might treat them as protective charms—if they were going to be discovered, it was the Night Watchers who would draw notice first.0

At the same time, there were indeed those who felt that it was better to rely on one’s own strength than luck.0

“Whatever you wish of your own volition!” said the Revolution King. “But those who don’t take that passageway will retain noticeable supernatural ripples. They will form a team to draw Black Armor attention and create opportunities for others. I trust the Night Watchers have no second opinion about this?”0

Seeing that Hao Lianchuan...0