"Isn't this a bit too casual?" Yun Yao said.
"In the past, for Cleaner code names above the Prism Tier, those old guys would argue for days, almost like a dialectical debate, presenting various evidence from many angles to prove these individuals had the ability to refract the world's light."
"Since you reported the Dark Gold Rose incident less than a day ago, they've settled it so casually!?"
"That's a Cleaner of the Light Prism Tier, and since the Association was established, there have only been four. Every word from those four could shake the entire world."
"Uncle Hei, do you think this is reasonable?"
The elderly man with a resolute face pondered for a moment: "Could it be that the Association made a mistake, or is there something hidden that we don't know about?"
Bai Zhou snorted, leaning against the wall with his hands over his head, his legs propped disrespectively on the coffee table:
