He had heard of the Treatment Ward before. It was considered a highly influential branch within the Hunters' Association. It conducted operations throughout the Hongli Empire and maintained personnel and outposts in many counties.0

Once Cassius became a Shadow Hunter, it was clear he would not limit his attention to the small area of Florence. Hence, the Treatment Ward served as a perfect springboard. Whether it was his open or covert clashes with the Gate Organization, or his current mission involving Black Rain Manor and the Eternal Archipelago, controlling a well-informed and capable subordinate agency would undoubtedly offer him considerable support.0

"Thank you." Cassius inclined his head in acknowledgment to Krog before continuing to sip his tea.0

"Who's thanking whom remains to be seen." Krog patted the pocket with the black-bait wood. If its origin could be pinpointed, its value would greatly benefit the entire Dark Hunter Organization.0

The group chatted idly in the living room for a while longer until Cassius took his leave for his residence before night fully set in. However, instead of entering his bedroom, he went to the training room. He casually destroyed two or three practice iron posts, closed his eyes, and activated the Mark of the Spirit Bearer within him, feeling a surge of warmth rise in his chest.0

When he reopened his eyes, the same dim view stretched out before him. A sudden whoosh heralded...0