Beiting Huang stood on the street and looked in the direction where the warriors had left. She touched her nose and a sharp glint flashed across her eyes.
If she remembered correctly, the clothes worn by those people were almost the same style as the clothes worn by the warriors of the Silver Moon Liberia Empire that she had seen before. These people came from Silver Moon Liberia. It turned out that Silver Moon Liberia had long hooked up with the Divine Hall of Judgment.
However, this was not strange. The Divine Hall of Judgment had been passed down for ten thousand years on the continent. Its influence was deeply rooted and its relationships were intertwined. It was not new for those second-rate and third-rate forces to be supported and controlled by first-rate forces.
