At twenty-seven, he was already a Lieutenant Commander, with a highly confidential file. He had scoured the entire network and counter-terrorism internal system, yet he could not find a single photo, only a brief bio. From age twenty to twenty-seven, this Lieutenant Commander's rank had skyrocketed—a real anomaly. His feats were equally legendary, yet he remained low-profile, never appearing in front of the media.
Unexpectedly, no one within the Carefree Sect had ever seen Wesley.
"Why?"
"You don't need to know," said Lu Xiaojiu with an indifferent voice.
Lu Bai scoffed, "Just how much influence do you think you have? To have me mobilize Beacon Group's intelligence network?"
Lu Xiaojiu pulled out a tiny Purple Shell and tossed it to Lu Bai. He caught it and was deeply shaken; that was the gift he had given to Lu Xiaojiu years ago—three Purple Shells, with one shell for each wish. This was the second time she used it.
