At the brightly lit Nangong Family estate, the three Nangong brothers gathered for a council, discussing how to deal with Ian Song.
"Third Elder, have you contacted the Grand Elder yet?" Nathan Nangong glanced at Victor Nangong and asked.
"Third Master, the Grand Elder is on his way back and should arrive tomorrow," Victor Nangong replied gravely.
"Good." Nathan Nangong waved his hand forcefully. "Once the Grand Elder returns, we can completely suppress that little bastard!"
Felix Nangong, dressed in a plain military uniform with no insignia, frowned and said, "Third Brother, there's no need to rush. I think we should first get to the bottom of Ian Song's background before making a move. Have you considered this? Ian Song reached the Innate-Rank Master level at just seventeen years old—what kind of talent is that? My own cultivation isn't deep, but I know how many resources it takes to raise an Innate expert, let alone a seventeen-year-old Innate.
According to the information on Ian Song, his parents died early, and his uncle Stephen Song is just an ordinary, utterly unremarkable minor official. How could Stephen Song's family possibly raise an Innate expert? Don't you find that suspicious?"
Ray Nangong seemed to realize something and said, "Big Brother, you mean Ian Song has someone backing him?"
Felix Nangong nodded. "That's exactly what I think. Martial arts favor the wealthy. For our Nangong Family to nurture an Innate expert, it would cost nearly a hundred million. I've already had someone investigate Stephen Song—his yearly salary and benefits barely exceed a million, and even if he were corrupt, his annual income wouldn't top two million.
Even if he spent all two million on herbs for Ian Song, it still wouldn't be enough. Besides, he has a whole family to support—there's no way he could spend all his money on that.
And another thing—the Song Family has always been ordinary people, with no inherited martial arts. Where did Ian Song get his cultivation method? Breaking through to the Innate realm requires an Innate-grade manual, and you know how priceless those are. Money alone can't buy them."
But Ian Song somehow still became an Innate-Rank Master.
So here's the question: where did he get all those herbs he needed? And where did his cultivation method come from?
If my analysis is correct, Ian Song definitely has a mysterious master behind him.
If his master is just a wandering cultivator, that's one thing. But if his master belongs to a major family or powerful sect, then going after Ian Song would mean offending that entire family or sect!
That's why, until we've investigated thoroughly, we absolutely cannot make a move. Otherwise, it could bring disaster to our Nangong Family."
After hearing Felix Nangong's analysis, Nathan Nangong broke out in a cold sweat, but he was still unwilling to let it go. "What if we can't find out anything? Are we just supposed to let that kid run free? And besides, Justin's been targeted twice—both times it's definitely connected to him. No matter what, we can't let that little bastard off!"
"Calm down, Third Brother!" Felix Nangong soothed. "If we really can't find out who's backing Ian Song, then we can use the 'draw out the snake from its hole' tactic. No way his backer won't show up.
If the other side turns out to be someone big, we can just apologize. If it's just a wandering cultivator, then sorry, but we'll wipe them out too!" As he spoke, a cold, murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
"By the way, when I came back this time, I brought four top-notch reconnaissance soldiers. I've already stationed them around Ian Song's dorm to keep him under surveillance!"
"Big Brother's right, Third Brother. A gentleman's revenge can wait ten years. Be patient for now—once we figure out Ian Song's background, then we make our move!" Ray Nangong said grimly.