Wang Ya Hao smiled and nodded, leading a group of people off to feast and drink merrily.
Meanwhile, deep in the mountains, a meeting was being held inside an underground base. The subject of their discussion was none other than Lin Kuang.
This place was the headquarters of Dark Blood in Hua Country, the foundation they had spent a century building. Dark Blood was no ordinary assassin organization. Having been established for nearly a hundred years, the resources and power they had amassed were profound. Otherwise, how could they claim to be Hua Country's largest assassin organization? It was all due to the strength they had painstakingly accumulated over the last century.
