At four in the afternoon, the three of them walked out of the airport.
“Boss!” Bob Stokes greeted as they approached the exit.
“Hmm.” Billy nodded slightly. “Let’s talk in the car.”
“Sure.” Bob Stokes responded, leading the three towards the car.
“Where is Ian now?” Billy asked as the car started moving.
“I knew you were coming to the capital, so I had someone take him to SHADOW.” Bob Stokes replied.
“How is he doing now?” Billy continued to inquire.
“Special Patrol Squadron sent two royal physicians to check on him. His condition has stabilized, but the physicians aren’t confident about a quick recovery.” Bob Stokes replied again.
Billy nodded.
While ordinary physicians had decent medical skills, it wasn’t easy to heal injuries caused by strong War God-Emperor experts.
“Boss, how are things at the Ink Pavilion?” Bob asked.
“It’s settled.” Billy nodded.
“Bob, these good things are for you and Ian.” Stout, sitting in the front passenger seat, took out a few Elemental Spirit Fruits from the bag at his feet and waved them in front of Bob Stokes.
Bob exclaimed, “Where did you get so many spirit fruits?”
“This bag isn’t just spirit fruits, there are many other good things inside!” Stout grinned. “Boss has given you and Ian a task. Use these spiritual fruits to pave your way to War God-Emperor realm! Don’t disappoint him!”
“What?!” Bob almost swerved the car. After a slight pause, he said excitedly, “Thank you, Boss!”
“Drive carefully!” Billy responded casually.
“Bob, haven’t you noticed the improvement in mine and Orchid’s cultivation?” Stout grinned again.
“What do you mean?” While Bob spoke, he released his spiritual power to sense.
Screech!
This time, he slammed on the brakes directly, and Billy and Night Orchid in the backseat nearly had an intimate encounter with the front seat.
“How is that possible?!” Bob said in shock.
“You drive safe, Bob!” Night Orchid reminded with a smile.
“What good thing happened to you when you went to Ink Pavilion this time?” Bob paused for a moment before continuing to step on the accelerator.
“Hey, isn’t it incredible?” Stout grinned, “Let me tell you the story!”
Afterwards, Stout spent more than ten minutes explaining the matter in detail.
“The legendary Ink Pond actually exists?!” After listening to Stout’s words, Bob Stokes finally understood.
“Of course!” Stout nodded.
Half an hour later, the four arrived at the SHADOW base and went to the medical building.
“Boss!” Ian Blade on the hospital bed spotted the four people.
“Commander Gardner!” The two doctors busy on the side turned around and bowed to Billy.
In the medical team of the capital, at least eight out of ten recognized Billy Gardner. They had all exchanged medical skills with Commander Gardner when they had the opportunity.
“Thank you both, you may leave. I’ll take care of it.” Billy said with a faint smile after they had stepped aside.
The two doctors bowed again and left.
“Ian, how are you?” Night Orchid quickly walked over as soon as the two doctors left, her face showing concern.
“I’m okay, the doctors have helped me control the injuries.” Ian Blade smiled at her. After that, he turned to Billy and said, “Boss, I’m sorry, I’ve embarrassed you.”
“Heal your injuries first before talking.” Billy said, glancing briefly at Ian Blade’s injuries. Afterward, he looked at Stout and said, “Stout, Ian’s injuries are entrusted to you. You have one hour.”
“No problem!” Stout assured.
Billy had roughly checked Ian Blade’s condition; there shouldn’t be a problem healing him in an hour. Then, Billy led Bob Stokes and Night Orchid to the lobby outside.
“Tell me the details!” Billy sat down and looked at Bob Stokes, opening the conversation.
“Sure!” Bob nodded and began to narrate.
Just as Bob Stokes was about to speak, hurried footsteps echoed, followed by Brigham Bush walking in quickly.
“What happened?” asked Billy.
“Commander, there is something to report!” Brigham Bush said after a slight pause. “This afternoon around noon, a beautiful woman came looking for Madam Night Orchid. When she learned that Madam Night Orchid wasn’t in the capital, she left.”
“Do you know who she is?” Night Orchid asked with a slight surprise.
“I asked her, but she didn’t say anything.” Brigham Bush shook his head. “I was worried that she might be unfriendly, and she seemed to be from the ancient martial arts world. So, I had our people keep an eye on her movements.”
“Just now, one of our men called back, saying that she had gone to a mansion in the south of the city owned by the Greenwood clan. Judging by her appearance, it seems she is up to no good…”
“What do you mean? Is she…” Night Orchid was startled.
“Wait, are you saying she went to find someone from Cerulean Abyss Institute?” Bob Stokes interrupted Night Orchid’s words.
“Exactly!” Brigham Bush nodded.
“Huh?” Night Orchid finally understood. Then she looked at Brigham Bush and asked, “What does she look like?”
“I brought the surveillance video from the entrance,” Brigham Bush handed the phone to Night Orchid.
“Ivy?!” Night Orchid recognized her as soon as she took the phone; the woman was Ivy Chandler.
“How did she come to the capital?” Bob Stokes was also surprised. He hadn’t paid much attention to what was happening in the capital these days as he was away. After a slight pause, he turned to look at Billy. “Boss, according to what Ian said, those people from Cerulean Abyss Institute should be quite skilled. Ivy might be a bit dangerous…”
“Go take a look, talk as we go!” Billy nodded and stood up, heading for the door. Bob Stokes and the others quickly followed.
At the same time, in the south of the capital, in a mansion.
Several young men and women were sitting in the living room of one of the villas, and Joel Greenwood, the pride of the Greenwood clan, sat with them. The leader was a woman in her late twenties. She had a faintly arrogant expression on her face. The woman had delicate features, an exquisite figure, and a noble temperament-a typical beauty.