The other two were both peculiar individuals.
One dressed like a priest, clad in a black Divine Robe, wearing a golden cross, muttering "Amen" under his breath. He appeared to be in his thirties, with ordinary features but a tall and imposing stature.
Dawn, Priest Path, Fifth-Rank Pope.
The other one wore a gas mask, resembling a mad scientist, with a tall and graceful figure.
Poison Master, Alchemist Path, Fifth-Rank Medicine King.
In addition, there was a figure clad in flowing white, carrying a massive guitar case, standing at the highest point.
Tang Ling was wearing a sunhat, its brim casting a shadow over her fair and exquisite face. She rested her chin on her hand, sitting on the spectators' platform with an aloof gaze, as if she were an Empress overlooking her army.
Truthfully, she was indeed reviewing her army.
Because aside from Gu Jianlin, everyone else here needed her personal approval.
She was the main force of this operation.
