Late Reaction

"What did you say?" Garam stood up, his menacing aura was leaking out of his body.

As the room's atmosphere became heavy, Iskar gulped quietly before nodding his head. "Yes, Master. The Black Cat is gone. Apparently, they were attacked by a mysterious organization.

"According to our information, the enemies had at least several summoners of the same level as the tyrants. Even the one killing the Black Cat's head had a similar level. People recounted the battle to last for over twenty minutes.

"Everything had been wiped clean, including all the records that they had kept."

Garam's body shook. His expression turned dark as he asked coldly, "Who did it?"

"We are still investigating them. Most likely, they're a hidden organization. We don't know if it's a grudge or not."

"Doesn't this mean you don't know anything?" Garam shouted in anger. He even threw his glass at Iskar.