The next morning on June 16, in a verdant forest surrounding a small town, the crisp sounds of birds calling out to one another rang out. A cool breeze swept through, bringing with it the scent of grass and brushing droplets of dew off leaves.0

At the Black Ops Agency branch, a dozen agents in gray uniforms encircled a three-story building. They patrolled around the building in four groups, leaving no corner unchecked.0

On the second floor inside a small building, the white curtains were open, swaying slightly in the breeze. Near the window, a bed was bathed in sunlight, forming a warm golden patch where a girl with features so perfect and a face so flawless she resembled a sleeping beauty, lay. Her long black eyelashes curled slightly, reflecting the light.0

At the foot of the bed, Ole sat peeling an apple, relaxed and free from the usual gravity he displayed in front of others. There was a faint, natural curve to his lips.0

After he finished peeling the apple, Ole looked out the window. Whatever he saw prompted him to stand up and leave the room.0

Half a minute later, footsteps echoed down the hallway on the second floor. Ole led the way with Cassius and the other two following, chatting as they walked. A small incident had occurred the night before when two outstanding male commissioners of the Black Ops Agency had been affected by Xiqin’s special aura.0

The tension quickly escalated into a fierce fight with...2