Dylan and Natasha stood amidst a sea of travelers at the Jayrodale Airport's arrival plaza, their crew of over a hundred trained enforcers blending seamlessly into the crowd.

They looked relaxed on the surface, but in reality, their eyes were locked on their incoming target—Phantom Eye.

Dylan turned and glanced toward the far corner.

There, sitting quietly on a bench like a delicate doll, was Shiloh, her face hidden beneath a white veil. She was completely absorbed in scrolling through short videos on her phone.

Dylan could not help but grumble, "Seriously? Mr. Lloyd actually sent this scatterbrained woman to deal with Phantom Eye? What the hell was he thinking?"

Natasha took one look at Shiloh and felt a muscle twitch in her face. "Quit whining. Mr. Lloyd gave the order, so we should just follow it. Besides, we wouldn't normally even get the chance to face someone like Phantom Eye. This is our shot to see what a Blumedale martial arts legend is really made of."

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