Even just by smelling the pill's fragrance, Blood Rose could instantly tell that the jade bottle contained Vital Essence Pills.
"Snap!"
Ian Song switched on the living room light, then smiled and said, "They really are Vital Essence Pills. Do you feel my sincerity now?"
Blood Rose ignored Ian and instead poured all the Vital Essence Pills from the jade bottle into her palm.
Yeah.
The Lee Family was nothing like the Nolans—they were one of the top ten clans in the Yanhuang Republic. The Nolans might not be able to trace his IP address, but the Lees definitely could, so he had to leave immediately.
"All for you." Ian Song nodded.
After hearing Ian Song's answer, Blood Rose's expression suddenly grew complicated. "Do you know how precious Vital Essence Pills are to a martial artist?"
Ian Song nodded again.
Lee Family estate, Yan Capital.
Ian Song's expression turned serious. "You were willing to go assassinate Justin Nangong for me, almost risking your life. Giving you a bottle of Vital Essence Pills is nothing in comparison."
Blood Rose was silent for a few seconds before replying coldly, "Don't flatter yourself. I didn't go after Justin Nangong just for you."
"That doesn't matter." As he spoke, Ian Song walked over to Blood Rose, his tone gentle: "Come on, give me your hand. I'll heal you."
Okay.
Blood Rose replied in a deep voice, a hint of hatred in her tone, "It's very difficult. The Darkworld Syndicate only sent him to the Yanhuang Republic to hunt me because he's an expert in tracking and concealment. At least I can't find him—he was my instructor!"
A warm current instantly flowed throughout her body. After a few seconds, Blood Rose felt all her injuries had healed, and she became completely relaxed. Although this wasn't her first time experiencing such a miraculous power, she was still amazed and found it unbelievable.
"Lawrence must've been here, right?" Retracting her hand, Blood Rose glanced at the bullet holes in the wall.
After thinking for a moment, Ian Song realized that the Lawrence Blood Rose was talking about had to be that gold-medal assassin. He said with some frustration, "Yeah, he was here. Too bad he got away!"
"Your cultivation speed honestly shocks me. Have you already become an Innate Grandmaster?"
She had felt completely powerless against Ian's earlier attack, so she judged that his martial cultivation had already reached the Innate realm.
"Innate Second Layer." Ian Song didn't want to hide it from Blood Rose, since he felt she was someone he could trust.
"Innate Second Layer!" A trace of shock flashed in Blood Rose's eyes. She considered herself to have seen plenty of geniuses, but someone like Ian Song was truly one of a kind. His cultivation speed was basically rocket-propelled.
After calming herself down, Blood Rose sighed, "I seriously wonder if you're even human!"
"Thanks for the compliment." Ian Song grinned smugly, but then his expression grew serious again. "Do you have any way to find Lawrence? If he stays alive, he'll always be a threat."
Blood Rose replied in a deep voice, a hint of hatred in her tone, "It's very difficult. The Darkworld only sent him to Yanhuang to hunt me because he's an expert in tracking and concealment. At least I can't find him—he was my instructor!"
"Don't worry. One day, I'll let you take that guy out yourself." Ian Song promised solemnly.
Blood Rose was stunned, a trace of emotion flickering in her eyes. "Thank you."
Even giving her ten Vital Essence Pills hadn't earned Ian a thank-you, but the promise to let her take revenge on Lawrence did. Clearly, her hatred for Lawrence ran deep. Then again, it made sense—he was the one who killed her parents and family.
On the outskirts of Riverstone City, in a pitch-black little house.
The soft glow from the computer screen made Lawrence's face look even more deathly pale.
Watching the footage of Ian Song walking out of the Nolan estate, a trace of confusion flickered in Lawrence's eyes. He muttered to himself, "Did Ian Song reach some sort of agreement with the Nolans? Looks like my plan to use the Nolan Family to kill that kid has failed!"
Suddenly, his brows furrowed and a stabbing pain shot through his chest, deepening his hatred for Ian Song even further.
"Since the Nolans can't be used as a knife, I'll just have to get the Lee Family involved!"
His fingers flew across the keyboard as he quickly compiled a long dossier about Ian Song and sent it to the Lee Family patriarch's phone.
As soon as he finished sending the dossier, he swiftly cut off the network and started packing his things.
The Lee Family was nothing like the Nolans—they were one of the top ten clans in the Yanhuang Republic. The Nolans might not be able to trace his IP address, but the Lees definitely could, so he had to leave immediately.
Soon, Lawrence pushed open the door and walked out.
He glanced at the room next door, where a middle-aged couple lay in a deep sleep.
Less than five minutes after Lawrence left, a sudden explosion came from the kitchen. Flames quickly spread, and within two minutes, the entire house was engulfed in fire.
Lee Family estate, Yan Capital.
Martin Lee, the Lee Family patriarch, was reading a message on his phone. After finishing, his eyes gleamed sharply as he called out:
"Butler, come in."
"Master."
An elderly man with kind eyes entered, bowed, and greeted respectfully.
Placing his phone on the desk, Martin Lee instructed calmly, "Have someone check if the Zhao Family has taken in a young man named Ian Song, and also investigate his martial cultivation."
"Yes, sir."
The butler exited the room.
About two hours later, the butler returned to the study.
"Master, the Zhao Family has indeed taken in a young man named Ian Song. He's only seventeen, but a few days ago, he killed three Blood God experts on a plane—one was Innate Third Layer, the other two were Innate First Layer.
However, he killed the Innate Third Layer by ambush, so I judge his cultivation to be Innate Second Layer."
Although the butler's tone was calm, a trace of shock and awe flickered in his eyes.
A cold glint flashed in Martin Lee's eyes. "Seventeen years old and already Innate Second Layer—what a move by the Zhao Family! Even Logan Lee wasn't this strong at that age. They lost Charles Zhao, but gained Ian Song. Looks like their luck hasn't run out yet!"
The butler said, "In my opinion, the Zhao Family is betting everything on Ian Song. If we kill him, their luck will be cut off!"
"That's not wise!"
Martin Lee waved his hand. "Charles Zhao's death left Elder Frank Zhao grieving for years. If Ian Song dies too, he'll come after us with everything he's got, and that would only benefit the other families!"
"Then what do you suggest, Master?" the butler asked in a low voice.
"Send Madman. Destroy Ian Song's martial heart!" Martin Lee said coldly.
The butler's expression tightened, and he asked worriedly, "Master, Young Master Madman has a violent and bloodthirsty nature. What if he loses control and kills Ian Song by accident?"
Martin Lee shook his head. "No worries! You underestimate Madman. If he were really that impulsive, he wouldn't have reached his current level. Go call him in—I want to give him instructions personally!"
"Yes, sir."
The butler slowly left the study.
Shortly after, a burly young man nearly two meters tall with a fierce aura strode in. He called out boisterously to Martin Lee, "Grandpa, you wanted to see me?"