Although the group was called the Elite Gathering Group, there were still a few small figures in this group.
They were specially sent by the higher-ups to lurk here. If the big shots quarreled, they would stand humbly in the middle to mediate. After all, they could not lose or offend any of these big shots, so they could only ... Let the others sacrifice themselves.
Upon seeing this message, the spy quickly perked up and quickly pulled up the database. Two minutes later, all of Song Ci's messages were packaged into TMTs and sent to the group.
The information was extremely precise and detailed. It even included how old Song Ci was when she changed her teeth, how old she was when she wet her bed, and how her parents chased after her when she didn't do well in her exams.
The old professors all picked up their glasses and squinted at TMT.
It was fine at first, but as he progressed, his brows furrowed even more tightly, and his dots darkened.
What was that?