Number 5 stood before a council of 3 while maintaining a humble yet calm demeanour.
The council included three women from the ages of 34~37.
They were gorgeous, well-maintained, and all so breathtaking.
The women squinted their eyes coldly and scanned Number 5 with their eyes from head to toe.
The auras they released were all too terrifying and could undoubtedly make most men in this world cower in fear.
The leading lady in red tapped her fingers on her armrest, staring at Number 5 deeply.
"Speak! Why have you returned alone?"
Instantly, number 5 dropped on one knee with one hand on the ground, and her head lowered: "Forgive me, elders. It was all due to my negligence. We underestimated the traitor's daughter."
Boom!
The elders all punched their armrests in rage.
A little traitor's daughter dares to go against them?
Good. Good. Good. Good.
"Number 5, speak! What exactly happened down there?"
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