Chapter 331: 331. Chapter 331: Can Such Talent Be Let Go?

331. Chapter 331: Can Such Talent Be Let Go?

「Crack！」

The door was pushed open, a figure, hurriedly rushed into the room.

「Bing Li, Tian Lan has returned！」

Bing Li, who was staring at the screen, froze instantly.

Immediately, joy flashed in his eyes.

「Really? Where is he? 」

A few days ago, he told the president about Jiang Cheng's defection, naturally earning a scolding, but the latter also sent the Dawn Society's first assassin, Tian Lan, to carry out this mission.

In the first two days, he lost appetite, constantly hoping to receive news of Tian Lan completing the mission, even wishing that the latter would directly bring back that traitor!

But several days passed, with not a word of news arriving.

Until now.

The man who entered the house was not as excited as Bing Li.

He swallowed, saying, "In the emergency room."

「Is he injured? 」

Bing Li said in surprise.

「He's badly injured. 」

The man glanced at him and said, "He's also missing an arm."

「What! 」

Bing Li was stunned.

You should know that the opponent is the president's top man, yet he ended up in such a sorry state, even losing an arm.

A sudden fear rose in his heart.

This mission is inseparable from him.

Although that person was injured by Black Market people, could he also hold a grudge against him in his heart?

「Damn Jiang Cheng! I really should have killed him with one palm back then! 」

Bing Li gritted his teeth and hurriedly asked, "What about the mission? Has the mission been completed?"

「This…」

The man gave a bitter laugh.

「I came to find you as soon as I heard the news, but I guess the mission should already be completed, right? 」

If the mission isn't completed.

Tian Lan also suffered serious injuries.

He dare not imagine how furious the president would be upon hearing this news.

Bing Li hesitated for a moment, then got up and headed toward the emergency department.

Never mind whether this matter concerns him; even if it didn't, as the person in charge here, he should go see when a master in the society encounters such a situation.

The two quickly arrived at the room and immediately saw Tian Lan on the bed, his upper body bare, his waist and abdomen wrapped in layer after layer of bandages, through which the bloody red could be seen.

At the same time, his left arm was also gone.

Upon seeing Bing Li arrive, Tian Lan's previously dull eyes flickered with anger.

「You still dare to come over? 」

He shouted angrily.

If it weren't for this guy, he wouldn't have taken on this mission, nor would he have ended up in this state.

In fact, being able to save his life is already good.

Because after he escaped the laboratory, three people immediately pursued him: two ninth-level Force Warriors and one ninth-level Spiritual Thought Master, each likewise possessing various treasures, any one of which could drag him into a bitter fight.

If it weren't for these three people seeking stability and unwilling to suffer even a slight injury, he wouldn't still be alive. "Tian Lan, I'm sorry, it's my fault…"

Bing Li and the man hurriedly apologized.

Tian Lan listened, and his anger not only did not diminish, but grew even stronger.

If it weren't for considering Bing Li's status, he would really want to kill him right now.

「Alright, shut up! 」

After a while, he could no longer stand it and interrupted him.

「Get lost, don't let me see you again! 」

「Yes! Yes! 」

The two exchanged a glance, bowed and retreated, not daring the whole time to ask what had happened or whether the mission was completed.

「Damn it! 」 Tian Lan clenched his right fist, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

Had he known that kid possessed a Tianluo Umbrella, he would not have acted so rashly.

He had originally planned to avoid surveillance, kill with a single blow indoors, then kill the other two, and by the time the Black Market people noticed, he would already have left.

As a result, because of a single treasure, the situation underwent a complete transformation.

Even if he later fitted a prosthetic, losing an arm would greatly diminish his close-combat ability.

「Damn guy, I've memorized your aura—just you wait! 」

He said through gritted teeth, then loosened his grip, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and dialed a number.

「Beep, beep, beep…」

The call connected, and a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end: "Has the mission been completed?"

「Sorry, President. 」

Tian Lan's tone was full of resentment.

"Failed?"

The middle‑aged man's voice rose a few degrees.

"Hmm."

Tian Lan answered.

"With your strength, shouldn't it be fine?"

The middle‑aged man frowned.

This mission, he could have sent someone else.

But to guarantee a hundred‑percent completion, he sent Tian Lan; the result?

Tian Lan hurriedly recounted what happened after he joined.

The middle‑aged man nodded repeatedly as he listened.

"So where did the problem arise?"

"He has a third‑grade high‑level treasure, the Tianluo Umbrella. My Psychic Weapon, though the best among A‑level and capable of hurting a Ten‑level Force Warrior, first, I still cannot fully unleash its power; second, even if I could, breaking that treasure would take at least ten seconds, and time‑wise it's simply impossible."

Tian Lan said.

"Third‑grade high‑level treasure…"

The middle‑aged man's heart jumped.

Even without a thousand yuan, this thing is not far off.

How does a six‑ or seven‑level Force Warrior obtain it? "President, I suspect this treasure came from the Black Market."

"Oh? Why?"

"I couldn't figure it out at first, but after thinking just now, I understand: that kid is probably an alchemy prodigy."

Tian Lan continued: "He joined the Black Market, learned alchemy for less than a week, became an Alchemy Master Level 2, and about ten days later he was already crafting Second‑grade Calming Pills, and he was making them in batches of ten. The Black Market gives him ingredients worth ten million each time,

I should have realized long ago that the Black Market folks are so generous with ingredients; they wouldn't be stingy with treasures either. Giving a third‑grade treasure is only natural!"

By the time he finished, his stomach turned green with regret.

If he had been more patient then and considered carefully, perhaps this could have been avoided.

But he was intoxicated by joy, a single oversight! "Such a thing happened?"

The middle‑aged man was skeptical.

"President, all of this is my own experience, not a single lie. The Black Market people have always acted only when profit is present; they wouldn't invest so heavily otherwise. That kid is definitely an alchemy prodigy! That useless Bing Li, they let such talent walk free!"

Tian Lan was furious to death.

Had they discovered this talent earlier, he wouldn't be in this miserable state now.

"If the facts are as you say, that group led by Bing Li truly deserves death."

The middle‑aged man's tone was icy.

Yet his heart remained half‑believing, half‑doubting.

"You recover first; in two days I'll arrange for someone to attach a new arm to you."

No matter what Tian Lan says, he is a Ninth‑level Spiritual Thought Master.

Though losing an arm cuts his melee ability, this might let him focus more on cultivating Spiritual Power and become a Spiritual Grandmaster.

"Alright, President, I'll heal first, but once I'm healed I'll go slay that kid!"

Tian Lan spat out his hatred. (End of chapter)