This was the first time that Elder Wind Blade of the Mercury Hunters was meeting Director of the Treatment Ward Cassius, and he had planned countless greetings in his mind beforehand.0

Yet in that moment, Wind Blade's mind went completely blank.0

Everything seemed to fade—carriages, forests, horses, roads, even the fog, until only one figure remained.0

That figure domineeringly occupied all existence, taking up everything in sight. When one looked at him, no matter how many people stood around them, how many handsome men or beautiful women, how much wealth or power there was, their gaze would stay locked upon him alone.0

He even felt a sense of awe rising from the depths of his heart, a sudden urge to submit. Wind Blade had lived more than half his life, yet he had never seen anyone exude such a formidable presence, as though that person was inherently the center of any environment.0

Beside him, Fog Man and Nine Serpents breathed more heavily, and the fervent respect on their faces grew even stronger. It seemed that the Director had made further progress lately; his domineering aura increased with every day. Moreover, his rate of growth was faster than anyone had imagined.0

Cassius, dressed in a black trench coat, took a slight breath. In that instant, a surge of invisible, expanding Qi suddenly coalesced and then curled back into his body. A second later, his presence became no different from that of an ordinary person.0

However, because of his physical build, appearance, and natural bearing, he still stood out...0