Loren responded with a smile and a nod, then immediately shifted his gaze to the next person—a middle-aged man wearing white robes.

The hidden meaning in Cook P. Jones's words was clear; this man was unlikely to be a Security Bureau agent...

Seeing the direction of Loren's gaze, Cook P. Jones promptly introduced the white-robed middle-aged man.

"Tannas, a Ninth-rank Priest. Hails from the Land of the Gods, a follower of the God of Life."

"I paid a hefty price to secure his help."

"Don't underestimate him because of his profession..."

"His combat prowess is as formidable as his healing abilities..."

Upon hearing this, a peculiar smile appeared on Loren's face, and he gave a slight nod in the man's direction.

He wondered silently who was the better healer—this man or the little one...

Some amusing memories from the past flickered through Loren's mind.

After introducing Tannas the Priest, Cook P. Jones proceeded to present the final member of his team.

This was a middle-aged man wearing light, crimson leather armor. His long hair flowed loosely down his back, and his knuckles were covered in calluses.

"Moshet, a Ninth-rank Martial Artist. Like me, a wanted criminal of the Federation. He offended the Federation Military in the Flicker Star Domain and fled to the Beastkin Star Domain."

"Bounty: 9 billion Federation coins."

"His physical body is extraordinarily powerful; he can tear apart military mechas with his bare hands."

"You can still find records of his heroic exploits from back then on the Federation Network..."

After listening to Cook P. Jones's introduction of this Ninth-rank Martial Artist, Loren's smile faded.

Loren's intuition told him something was off about this man...

He reached into his coat and pulled out a coin. Under the curious gazes of everyone present, he tossed the coin into the air.

"Is this person a Security Bureau agent? If yes, the coin lands heads-up."

As Loren finished this silent question in his mind, the coin tumbled through the air several times before landing back in his palm.

After a quick glance at the result, Loren showed the coin to Cook P. Jones. Then, he simply shrugged and stepped aside, signaling for the other man to handle the situation.

The coin had unmistakably landed heads-up!

Cook P. Jones's face momentarily froze in surprise.

Immediately after, his eyes turned icy as he turned to stare at Moshet, his voice low and dangerous.

"I distinctly remember stating during recruitment that Security Bureau agents need not apply. Why come here to die?"

Upon hearing Cook P. Jones's words, the Ninth-rank Martial Artist named "Moshet" showed no panic. Instead, his expression shifted to one of extreme fury.

His face flushed red with anger.

Most tellingly, his eyes instantly turned fierce and menacing, perfectly embodying a desperate outlaw who had long thrived in the shadows.

Then, Moshet roared loudly at the group:

"Boss Cook, what are you saying?! Don't listen to his provocation!!"

"This guy shows up, and suddenly you're calling me a Security Bureau agent?! Ask him if he has any proof?!"

"In my opinion! Maybe *he's* the Security Bureau agent! Maybe *he's* here to sabotage our plan?!"

His furious accusations echoed through the abandoned factory.

Clearly, the Ninth-rank Martial Artist named "Moshet" was an excellent actor. No one could find fault with his performance.

Following Moshet's outburst, the reactions among the others in the abandoned factory varied.

The Ninth-rank Mage named "Seena" silently drew her staff, aiming it at the furious Moshet...

As the first to sense something unusual about Loren, her reasoning was simple.

Who among them was actually a Security Bureau agent didn't matter. Whomever this newly arrived big shot named as the agent, that person *must* be the agent!!

Meanwhile, the Ranger named "Hankley" quietly drew a pair of short blades that gleamed with a chilling light. He moved silently to stand before the factory's main entrance, blocking the only exit.

He was waiting for Cook P. Jones's final decision.

Who the Security Bureau agent was didn't matter to him either! He was just here for the job, paid to follow Cook P. Jones's lead...

As for the Ninth-rank Priest named "Tannas," he silently shifted his gaze toward Loren, watching without saying a word...

Cook P. Jones, the team's organizer, continued to stare coldly at Moshet before him.

He knew Loren's style on the forum better than anyone. Anyone here *could* be a Security Bureau agent—except Loren, who was the least likely.

Most importantly, he understood that given Loren's power, if Loren *were* a Security Bureau agent, they would all have been arrested already!!!

Observing the varied reactions, a mischievous thought suddenly arose in Loren's mind as he stood quietly to the side.

Having always been a Lone Wolf, he had never experienced such a peculiar scene.

This was his first time witnessing a drama of "betrayal and loyalty" like this.

So, putting together a team could be this interesting... Loren mused inwardly.

Then, a thoroughly wicked smile curved his lips.

He raised a hand and snapped his fingers, deactivating the Pure White Mask's disguise, revealing his true appearance.

Loren, clad in a black coat and wearing his elegant hat, stood revealed before everyone's eyes...

As he shed his disguise, Loren also ceased suppressing his energy fluctuations and his unique aura.

Instantly, an involuntary, bone-deep chill gripped the hearts of everyone in the abandoned factory!!

A terrifying entity, as if standing upon mountains of corpses and seas of blood, had suddenly appeared before them!

Everyone in the factory felt their breath hitch, their lungs struggling for air!

"My apologies, ladies and gentlemen. It's been too long since I've operated in my true form."

"I accidentally let too much slip. You'll just have to bear with it for a moment..."

"Heh heh..."

Loren's sinister, light chuckle drifted eerily to everyone's ears, sending involuntary shivers down their spines.

Now in his true form, Loren took a casual step forward, walking right up to Moshet. He turned his head with a smile and asked the others in the factory:

"Pardon me, but does anyone here recognize me?"

At that moment.

Cook P. Jones, standing not far away, broke into an utterly wild grin.

This was in the bag!!

Cook P. Jones's tone became brimming with excitement!

Clearly, this Interstellar Hunter suffering from Severe Internet Dependency Syndrome had recognized Loren's identity!!

He then eagerly introduced Loren to the other three, who were not locals of the Federation and were still looking bewildered:

"Las Loren, 23 years old!"

"The Legendary Hunter with a 100% mission success rate for the Interstellar Hunter Association!"

"A high-ranking member of the Nature Sect! And suspected to be a God's Favored One of the Goddess of Nature!"

"The Federation's hottest, most-wanted criminal of late!"

"Born on the Rotten Star in the Dusk Star Domain!"

"During his activities in the Dusk Star Domain, his excessively aggressive methods earned him the mocking nickname 'Insane Raven' from his peers!"

"After leaving the Dusk Star Domain for the Jadeite Star Domain! He collaborated with the Security Bureau to attack the three major families! And a Jadeite Councilor!"

"After assaulting and killing that Jadeite Councilor! Because he primarily operated at night, he was respectfully dubbed 'Night Raven' by his peers!"

"After heading to the Radiant Flow Star Domain, he openly severely wounded the leader of the Gray Moon organization, who remains missing to this day!"

"Later, he accepted employment from the Security Bureau and openly repelled a Legendary-tier devil from the Abyss!"

"Most recently!"

"He brazenly attacked a candidate councilor of the Liberal Party!"

"And in that incident! He brutally slaughtered nine Legendary powerhouses!"

"And among those nine Legendary powerhouses, aside from four who hailed from various cult organizations!"

"Five of them! Were Legendary Agents of the Security Bureau!!"

"His bounty stands at 60 billion! Dead or alive!"

"Oh, I forgot to mention, the suggestion for him to go to the Jadeite Star Domain came from me!"

"This is my close friend and confidant! Las Loren!!"

"Hahahahahaha... Partners! We're set, we're absolutely set this time! We've got a big shot to carry us!!"