"Not at all."
Perfected Xie also found it strange, "Who would come looking for us at the key moment of the fixed mission? The mutated beings of our group are all here. Never mind, let's see who it is first."
With a flick of his sleeve, he released the restriction on the gate.
The gate suddenly opened, and along with the words "come in", a gust of wind suddenly emerged, carrying Xiao Mu through the courtyard and into the hall.
For a moment, the gazes of seven or eight mutated beings converged on Xiao Mu, all showing expressions of surprise.
No one recognized Xiao Mu.
However, no one doubted Xiao Mu's identity either. This was Alliance Headquarters, outsiders simply can't get in.
"Who might you be, friend?"
The chief, a hunched old man had a booming voice, sounding like thunder, "What brings you here?"
"Would this be Perfected Xie I presume? I am a newly advanced fourth-realm mutated being, Xiao Mu, and I have come to report to Perfected Xie."
