Brian Lee originally didn’t care about these people; he was only drawn here because of Gordon Lee. However, seeing this cleanly dressed, refined-looking young male demon still able to fight back under his own power, he couldn’t help but feel some admiration. With a single hand, he grabbed all the King Clifford’s more than ten desperate 赤峰指 attacks, absorbing them into his palm and dissolving them into nothing.

　　He cast a light glance at Clifford Dean, and Brian Lee said coolly, “Hand over Gordon Lee, and you can leave. I don’t wish to start a killing spree today.”

　　Although Clifford Dean had already expected this, since the other party had now stated his purpose, he couldn’t hold back and said in a deep voice, “Gordon Lee is indeed in my hands, but this item is wanted by the International Demon Federation. Our 赤峰 Legion is willing to split the reward…”

　　Before he could finish, King Clifford was forced to muster his energy again to resist the invisible pressure from Brian Lee. The rest of his words were forcibly swallowed. The terror in his heart was beyond words. Using all his strength, he could only manage to say that much—this mysterious young man’s abilities were simply too astonishing.

　　Brian Lee shook his head lightly and floated down from the streetlamp. There were very few people on this road, and Brian Lee had already sealed off the area with magic, so no one saw him leap down from the streetlamp more than ten meters high.

　　“Sorry, I have no interest in so-called bounties. All I want is Gordon Lee. If you don’t mind, I’ll just take it myself.”

　　Brian Lee looked no more than a college freshman, and when he spoke, he smiled slightly, appearing very approachable. But to Clifford Dean, it sounded completely different. His expression changed, and he was about to fight desperately. In a blur, Brian Lee had already vanished.

　　Sensing something was wrong, Clifford Dean swung both hands back, unleashing his signature 赤蜂指 with full force. Several sharp sounds split the air, but when Clifford Dean turned around, Lincoln Faulkner in the car was already gone. He only heard Brian Lee’s voice calling from afar: “I’m taking both the person and the item. A few of your men are injured, and I apologize for that. You’d better hurry and get them treated!”

　　Clifford Dean was so angry that his knuckles cracked as he clenched his fingers. But Brian Lee was already far away; even if he mustered the courage to chase, the result would be the same. A surge of fury welled up in Clifford Dean’s heart with nowhere to go, and he slammed his fist hard onto the car. He growled viciously, “One day, I’ll make you pay for this!”

　　Lincoln Faulkner was passed from hand to hand, pitifully unable to resist. The anesthetic Clifford Dean had injected into him produced a strange catalytic effect in Lincoln Faulkner’s body. The energy that Gordon Lee had poured into Lincoln Faulkner was triggered by the drug, surging wildly as if to expel all impurities from his body. Carrying Lincoln Faulkner, Brian Lee hadn’t gone far before he felt Lincoln Faulkner’s body growing hotter and hotter. This strange change made Brian Lee extremely curious. His power was more than ten times greater than King Clifford’s, and he continuously channeled his own icy demon energy into Lincoln Faulkner to counteract the raging heat, all the while monitoring the changes inside Lincoln Faulkner.

　　“How odd. Could it be that the thing Quentin Warren the old monkey couldn’t figure out in hundreds of years is now being so easily obtained by this youngster?” Brian Lee’s origins were shrouded in mystery, stretching far back in time. His knowledge was naturally far beyond that of Lincoln Faulkner and King Clifford. When Gordon Lee was unearthed years ago, it caused a bloody storm, with peerless experts from both humans and demons vying for it. In the end, the one known as the number one among demons, Quentin Warren, suppressed all rivals, seized the Gordon Lee scroll, and founded the International Demon Federation. After centuries of unchecked growth, it became the largest dark force on Earth.

　　Brian Lee carried Lincoln Faulkner in one hand and held the Gordon Lee Heavenly Book in the other, constantly probing its secrets with his spiritual power. What surprised him greatly was that the power emanating from Gordon Lee could faintly resist his own demon energy, yet it blended seamlessly with Lincoln Faulkner’s aura, inseparable.

　　“Could this kid be the legendary immortal? Or… does this boy have a unique constitution that resonates with Gordon Lee?” With these doubts in mind, Brian Lee set out to find answers. Running invisibly at high speed, after entering the city, Brian Lee spread his spiritual power to scan the area and easily found an empty apartment in a nearby residential building.

　　It was a very stylish complex, surrounded by lush gardens and a serene environment. After locking onto a vacant apartment on the fifth floor of a building by the street, Brian Lee leapt up with ease—the five-story height was nothing to him. The tightly shut balcony window twisted open in a strange way, allowing the intruder in. Brian Lee jumped in with Lincoln Faulkner in his arms, and with a snap, the balcony window closed itself behind him.

　　Although Brian Lee was acting like a thief, he felt as comfortable as if he were entering his own home. He casually tossed Lincoln Faulkner onto the living room sofa, then helped himself to the fridge and grabbed two cans of drinks, clicking his tongue in praise: “I really have an eye for places! This place has everything—even beer is stocked.”

　　With that casual toss, Brian Lee had already used his demon energy to stimulate Lincoln Faulkner’s nerves. By the time Brian Lee found himself a comfortable seat, Lincoln Faulkner was already slowly waking up.