"Luke," Thora called out. Only then did Luke snap back to attention and hit enter. Immediately, all the data he'd pulled up appeared in the 3D projection floating in the air. "The Ciphers are one of the three major arms-dealing giants in the Chaules and the sole family that makes up the Ironblade Pack. The current family head is Dorian Cipher, who's also the Alpha of the Ironblade Pack. Two years ago when he took power, he immediately pushed through iron-fisted reforms and purged the family's old guard forces. "Those old guard members who got purged had been handling arms deals with various empires to varying degrees. After they fell, those partnership channels were severed completely, which gave outside forces an opening. Now every faction has their eyes on the Ciphers, trying to snatch up new partnership rights."As Luke spoke, the screen displayed a young man dressed in a high-end tailored suit. "This is Dorian. He's got an iron grip on the Ciphers' arms, dealing a lifeline. These days, whether it's empire military departments, freelance mercenary groups, or underground forces, everyone has to show him some respect." Luke hit enter again, and the projection switched to show a gilded skyscraper piercing the clouds. It was the Sky Casino. "According to the data, seven days from now, Dorian will meet with all interested parties at the Sky Casino." The projection zoomed out to reveal the full view of the city where the casino was located. "The Sky Casino is the Ciphers' property located in Novaland, which is the Ironblade Pack's home base and also an independent city-state separate from all empires." This was the unspoken survival rule among the three major arms dealers. Each family formed their own pack and established their base in an independent city-state. By relying on pack cohesion to solidify the family core while using independent status to avoid imperial conflicts and entanglements with other packs, they'd managed to keep their power intact for a hundred years. After listening, Thora immediately ordered. "Get ready. We leave tomorrow." "Alright!" ... Seven days later. Novaland, Sky Casino. Even knowing the arms business would draw forces from all sides, the casino remained as lively as ever. At that moment, the Sky Casino's doors swung open, and four figures walked in. Thora wore a white men's suit with Shirley in an elegant gown clinging to her arm, while Harvey and Tristan followed behind them with their tall, muscular builds. On a viewing platform on the casino's second floor, Lance, who'd been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. A wicked smile curved his lips. "She's here." Julio, standing beside him, immediately looked down at the floor below, his expression shifting sharply. "It's her?" He was a death guard assassin. Anyone he'd seen even once, he could accurately identify their presence and scent even from a distance. Yet this time, he hadn't detected Thora's arrival at all. Their platform happened to be in a blind spot from the first floor's view. From the entrance, you couldn't see this spot at all. The Sky Casino had plenty of these hidden areas specifically designed to accommodate special guests. And today, who knew how many pairs of eyes hidden in the shadows were closely watching every move inside the casino?The moment Thora's group entered, a hostess approached to escort them. Shirley immediately flashed a sweet smile and declined, clinging even tighter to Thora's arm. She looked exactly like a young girl afraid someone would steal her partner, making quite a few onlookers stifle their laughter. This innocent, clingy girlfriend act made many of the watching eyes in the shadows dismiss their suspicions. Anyone bringing this kind of girlfriend to a casino probably wasn't a dangerous character. Thora cooperated by curving her lips in a polite smile. Lately, for operational convenience, she and Shirley had gotten used to disguising themselves as a couple. Shirley's deceptively innocent face combined with her natural talent for disguise always easily lowered people's guard. Harvey and Tristan's appearance fit perfectly with the bodyguard role.The four walked straight to the largest gambling table in the center of the hall and calmly took their seats. This table was in the high-stakes area, with chips on the table worth no less than a hundred million. Seated around the table were wealthy werewolf tycoons from various regions and undercover underground power brokers. For them, coming here was purely for the thrill. Money was never an issue. Even losing everything was considered impressive in their eyes. On the second floor, Lance slowly lowered his legs from where they'd been crossed on the railing and stood up. His black suit made his tall, lean frame look even more perfect. His medium-length hair that had been loose was now tied back in a ponytail, with a few strands falling across his forehead, adding a rebellious edge. "Boss, where are we going?" Julio asked in a low voice.Lance slipped his hands into his pockets, his gaze locked on Thora at the gambling table below, his thin lips curving. "To keep my little one company for a bit. And while I'm at it, give her a return gift."