"Click," the door was opened.
Beelu walked in under the gesture of the black bodyguard.
In the room, two young men dressed in bizarre outfits were sitting.
No explanation needed, Beelu understood their identities just from the first glance.
Transcendents!
They must be Transcendents!
He excitedly shouted in his mind.
The clothes on the two individuals were clearly those that only Transcendents in legends would wear!
Just like the robes of a Mage, the Combat Suit of a Superpower User.
Beelu was captivated by the unique style of the clothing at just a glance.
Piecing together everything he had experienced today, he easily deduced their real identities.
"Please, have a seat."
One of the men in white clothing spoke.
Yang Yangyang sized up the young black man before him, recalling some information about him and feeling somewhat incredulous.
