The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 326 Baiting

Chapter 326 Baiting

Billy agreed to take the formula not for any other reason but to ensure that the Lawson family would be spared further disasters. This formula was not only attractive to Ink Pavilion but also held significant temptation for some hidden noble clans and martial sects. Now that the news had spread, considering the current strength of the Lawson family, it was indeed challenging to safeguard this formula for them. Keeping it within the Lawson family would only bring them immense trouble.

The formula had no value to Billy personally. Similar formulas could be obtained from Secret Essences if he desired them. However, he wasn't particularly interested in using elixirs to enhance his cultivation; he preferred the path of martial combat.

He firmly believed that true power came from battles that pushed one's limits, not from relying on external elixirs. In his view, elixirs were merely supplements, not a shortcut to strength. Furthermore, he suspected that the formula was incomplete, a detail the Dittman clan's head might not even be aware of.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr Gardner." Herman Lawson said with relief.

"You're welcome," Billy replied, handing the formula to Frostblade. "Keep it in SHADOW's archives, marked as S-class."

"Yes," Frostblade acknowledged, taking the formula.

Billy and his SHADOW team then left the scene.

"This young man is extraordinary." Ferris Lawson remarked as he watched Billy's departing figure.

"Second Elder, haven't you figured out Mr Gardner's identity yet?" Herman Lawson smiled.

"Hmm?" The Second Elder was momentarily puzzled. "What do you mean, sir?"

"At such a young age, he possesses a cultivation level above the Warlord stage, is affiliated with SHADOW, and holds a higher status than even Frostblade." Herman Lawson explained with a smile. "Who else could it be besides the King of the West?"

"Herman, are you saying that Mr Gardner is the one from the Western Territory?" Ferris Lawson asked in amazement.

"Yes," Herman Lawson confirmed.

The Lawson family members all gasped in shock, realizing that their guest was none other than Commander Gardner, the ruler of the Western Territory and the leader of SHADOW.

No wonder he had been so decisive in dealing with Piers Riley!

On the other hand, Eleanor Lawson wore an expression of disbelief. She recalled the regal aura she had sensed when she first saw Billy, and she knew he was not an ordinary person. However, she had never imagined that his status would be this extraordinary.

"Commander, should we head straight to the Riley estate?" Several minutes later, as Billy and his team were traveling by car, Wally Hammond asked.

"No rush," Billy replied. "Arrange for someone to deliver a message to the Riley clan. Inform them that the third-in-command of them has been eliminated by SHADOW, and the Dittmans' formula is now in SHADOW's possession. Tell them Piers Riley willingly confessed the Riley clan's crimes, and they have one day to come to SHADOW to confess their sins. After one day, if they don't show up, SHADOW will officially visit the Riley clan."This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Commander, won't this give them and Ink Pavilion time to prepare?" Wally Hammond asked, slightly puzzled.

"Handle it as boss instructed," Frostblade interjected. She knew Billy well enough to understand that he was setting a trap.

If they were going to deal with the Riley clan, they needed to do it thoroughly, preferably uprooting them entirely. By giving them one day to prepare, they would ensure that all the relevant individuals were gathered in one place.

"Yes." Wally Hammond replied after a brief pause.

As Billy and his team drove back to the SHADOW base, inside the Riley estate, in a luxurious villa, two middle-aged men were sitting together. One of them, wearing a traditional Chinese suit, was the clan head, Ralph Riley. The other, dressed in Daoist robes, had a cold expression, sharp eyes, and an air of danger around him.

"Mr Pearce, let me congratulate you in advance!" Ralph Riley raised a glass of red wine and looked at Melvin Pearce. "Once we get that formula, your status is bound to rise higher."

"Thank you, Mr Riley. You will also have a share in our success." Melvin smiled faintly and raised his wine glass.

"By the way, Mr Pearce, I heard that SHADOW has been relentless in pursuing Ebony Lord, intending to investigate thoroughly." Ralph said as he handed Melvin a cigar.

"Let them investigate all they want," Melvin replied indifferently. "What can SHADOW achieve in Earthford? They're making a big deal out of nothing."

"Indeed," Ralph agreed. "SHADOW has been trying to clear out all our contacts lately. We haven't had a chance to settle scores with them yet."

"If they were really headed for their doom this time, let them get acquainted with the true might of Ink Pavilion, starting with SHADOW in Earthford."

"Mr Pearce, I've heard that guy in SHADOW might very well have been at the War Emperor Realm. We shouldn't underestimate him." Ralph Riley's face displayed a hint of trepidation.

"If Ink Pavilion decides to make a move against SHADOW in Earthford, it won't be child's play to lure him here."

"Humph! Is this so-called War Emperor really that strong?" Melvin Pearce sneered.

"He's just a pitiful frog in a well, ignorant of the vastness of the heavens and the earth. If he wants to make me their enemy, they won't have a chance to survive, not even with ten lives!"

"I see." Ralph Riley nodded slightly after a moment's pause.

However, his thoughts were far from that. He didn't know how formidable Ink Pavilion was, but he was well aware of the strength of the King of the West.

That man's strength wasn't just about his personal prowess; it also stemmed from his status and position within Glavale. Within the territory, many might want to confront the King of the West, but not many dared to take the initiative. It wasn't merely fear of his individual skills. After all, that man's power only represented the pinnacle of the secular world, but if you included the hidden clans and ancient martial sects, it was an entirely different story. Many hidden old monsters who had lived for two or three hundred years surpassed the King of the West in both cultivation and actual combat strength; while the major clans within the territory didn't dare to ask the powerful individuals of the sects to deal with that man for one main reason: they feared the people behind the King of the West.

In the past year, rumors about that man's identity had started to circulate. If the rumors were true, it would be a truly despair-inducing existence.

"Has there been no news from Mr Piers Riley? It's taking quite a while for something as trivial as the Lawson family." Melvin said impatiently after taking another puff of his cigar.

"Please, Mr Pearce, stay calm. Let me make a phone call." Ralph Riley picked up the phone from the coffee table.

Just then, a member of the Riley family, looking anxious, rushed in.

"Sir, something... something has happened!"