"Let's find a time to wipe them all out," Lu Yuan said softly, his calm voice carrying through the room.
Ning Fengzhi's body immediately stiffened, as if his mind had crashed.
"Xiao Yuan, what did you say?" Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly. What had he just heard?
Lu Yuan had said he wanted to wipe out all those forces?
Lu Yuan did not answer. Instead, he smiled faintly again and asked softly, "uncle Ning, you've always been curious about my background, haven't you?"
At those words, Ning Fengzhi could not help nodding. He had indeed always been curious about Lu Yuan's origins. What kind of force could possibly nurture a genius like Lu Yuan?
He knew about Lu Yuan's life before he was six, including that he had come from Notting College. After all, Ferros was Lu Yuan's adoptive father, and they all knew that.
But he knew nothing about Lu Yuan's later experiences. He had secretly investigated as well, yet had never found anything. In the end, he could only classify him as belonging to some hidden force.
After all, the continent was vast. It was not impossible for some powerful hidden sect to exist.
But now that Lu Yuan was taking the initiative to reveal his identity, Ning Fengzhi's curiosity was piqued. He even temporarily forgot what Lu Yuan had said earlier.
"Then today, I'll let you learn my true identity."
Lu Yuan smiled lightly, then snapped his fingers.
A burst of commotion came from outside. Five figures swiftly entered the reception room, each radiating a formidable aura unique to Titled Douluo.
The sudden arrival of five Titled Douluo made Ning Fengzhi's gaze sharpen. Behind him, Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes, sword energy surging around his body.
"Snake Lance Douluo? Pufferfish Douluo?"
"The Second Worship of Worship Hall,