The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had two Titled Douluo. One of them was bound to be inseparable from Ning Fengzhi, while the other guarded the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Since the Sword Douluo had appeared, Ning Fengzhi had to be nearby.
He had only revealed himself now because he, too, wanted to see what was so special about Shrek Academy.
But once he looked, he discovered that the mysterious young Titled Douluo who had caused such a stir recently was actually Shrek Academy's dean!
So, after Mo Lang's duel with the Sword Douluo, he immediately stepped out from the shadows.
Ning Fengzhi's gaze was gentle, and a smile rested on his lips as he looked at the Sword Douluo. "Uncle Sword, there are only two years left before the Soul Master Competition begins. I simply won't go out as often during those two years.
"Besides, as long as we can settle that matter, with those items on me, ordinary people won't be able to do anything to me."
"But..."
"Fine, fine. I'll take another step back. If Sect Master Ning needs to go out, you can stay by his side. When there's nothing to do, return to Shrek Academy. How about that?"
The Sword Douluo still wanted to say something, but Mo Lang impatiently waved his hand and made another concession.
He knew a Titled Douluo's strength went far beyond this. If he pushed the man too hard, things would truly become difficult. He might as well take a few more steps back and earn the Sword Douluo a favor.
Seeing Mo Lang repeatedly back down and give him plenty of room to save face, the Sword Douluo was not an unreasonable man. Besides, he had his own selfish motives—he wanted to take Mo Lang as his disciple.