Upon arriving at the International Security Council Headquarters, Wang Lan stuck close to Yulia until they reached the interrogation room.
On the screen opposite them, all members of the International Security Council were present. Although it was Sunday, and ordinarily only one person would have been on duty, such a significant incident had brought all the top leaders of the International Security Council together.
"Yulia, yesterday afternoon, at two o'clock international time, where were you?"
"I was at the Palace of the Saintess, in secluded cultivation."
"Who can prove that?"
"All the nuns of the Palace of the Saintess can vouch for me," Yulia said, her face calm, showing no sign of anything unusual.
"Then... take a look at this video recording." As he spoke, a video appeared on the display, showing footage of Wang Lan fighting the blonde woman. The clip was short, mostly consisting of bursts of flashes.
