A Sudden Order

Ning Rongrong did not react at first and asked blankly, "Which Tang Hao?"

But the next moment, Ning Rongrong realized she had asked an incredibly stupid question.

Which other Tang Hao possessed the Clear Sky Hammer?

It was clearly Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect, the man who had beaten the previous Spirit Hall Pope to death and been granted the title of Clear Sky Douluo!

If she remembered correctly, the last person to hold that title had been the founder of the Clear Sky Sect—Tang Chen, Your Excellency!

Unfortunately, according to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's records, Tang Chen had vanished mysteriously for reasons unknown, without even a single word from him all these years.

Otherwise, the Clear Sky Sect could never have been forced by Spirit Hall to seal off its mountain, even abandoning the four great clans under its command.

Such an act of severing an arm to survive was completely unlike the Clear Sky Sect's usual style!

Unless...

The Clear Sky Sect might have received news of Tang Chen's death!

Of course, whether they had actually received such news was something not even Ning Rongrong knew, much less Ning Fengzhi.

The Upper Three Sects were called the Upper Three Sects, but that did not mean their relationship was especially close.

If they had not feared a situation where one would fall and the others would follow, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would not have bothered with the Clear Sky Sect at all.

After all, in a sense, the three great sects were also competitors.

Who did not want to ascend the throne of the "Number One Sect Under Heaven"?

"Why is he here?!"

Ning Rongrong cried out.

Lu Yuan grabbed Ning Rongrong by the back of her collar and explained calmly,

"Because I beat up his son during the day."

"?"

He had beaten up the Clear Sky Douluo's son?

Ning Rongrong's Little Head fell into chaos.

Following this bastard's words backward,

Ning Rongrong reached a conclusion that made her scalp go numb.

She stared at Lu Yuan resentfully and tested the waters. "Don't tell me Tang San is Tang Hao's son."

Lu Yuan nodded with a completely serious expression.

"Fine, I won't tell you."

"..."

In that instant, Ning Rongrong nearly wanted to strangle this bastard to death!

This bastard had known Tang San was Tang Hao's son, yet he still dared to hit him so hard—

Was he tired of living?!

The problem was, if he alone wanted to die, that was one thing. Why did he have to drag them into it?!

Her Sword Grandfather and Bone Grandfather were not here. The title of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's eldest miss alone was not enough to make Tang Hao wary!

Ning Rongrong looked at the unreliable bastard before her in grief and indignation, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

Leaving everything else aside, if Tang Hao decided to silence them, there was nothing she could do!

Even if her Sword Grandfather and Bone Grandfather received word and rushed over, they might not even be able to identify the killer from the traces at the scene.

Revenge and pursuit would be even less worth mentioning.

"Alright, don't overthink it."

Seemingly noticing the accusation in Ning Rongrong's eyes, Lu Yuan's voice carried a faint helplessness. He released her and looked straight ahead.

"Tang Hao, long time no see."

Hearing that form of address, Ning Rongrong's face twitched violently. Shouldn't a Titled Douluo be addressed as 'Your Excellency'? Isn't that common knowledge in the Soul Master World?

"It has indeed been a long time."

At some point, a figure had appeared at the end of the country road.

He wore a tattered Black Robe and reeked heavily of alcohol. Whenever he raised his head, the unkempt stubble on his face could vaguely be seen.

Overall, he looked more like a dispirited middle-aged man than a Titled Douluo.

But when the Clear Sky Hammer flew back and was caught once more in the middle-aged man's one arm, an Aura that looked down upon the world naturally emanated from him.

Lu Yuan grinned as he took two steps forward and stood in front of everyone.

"So, Uncle Tang Hao, are you here to avenge Xiao San?"

"Of course."

"Because I can't think of a second—or better—reason."

The giant hammer was raised in the middle-aged man's single arm and held level, pointed directly at Lu Yuan.

That simple movement alone made Ning Rongrong and the others feel as though they had fallen into an icy abyss.

"Uncle Tang Hao is still the same as ever..."

"No Martial Virtue."

Lu Yuan said with a smile, completely failing to notice Ning Rongrong's expression behind him as though she had been struck by lightning.

"But that makes sense."

"After all, six years ago, when Tang San and I fought fairly, you also attacked from the shadows, using Pressure laced with Killing Intent to suppress me until I couldn't move."

"Compared to back then, you've improved a lot now."

"At the very least, you dare to show yourself."

"Isn't that right?"

The giant hammer did not tremble in the slightest, but the middle-aged man's breathing paused for an instant.

A low voice came from across from him.

"It seems you knew long ago."

Lu Yuan laughed happily as he spoke.

"Yes!"

"I knew long ago."

"But I really didn't expect that after all these years, you still hadn't noticed anything was wrong."

His callused hand tightened slightly around the hammer's handle as Tang Hao lowered his gaze.

"Since you knew, then have you prepared yourself to pay the price for angering me?"

"Of course!"

Lu Yuan spread his hands carefreely, then immediately added,

"However, if you plan to make a move against me now, I dare bet you'll have plenty of trouble."

Lu Yuan turned slightly sideways.

"Ning Rongrong, the only daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the current sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and also the apple of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's eyes."

"If she dies..."

Lu Yuan's words suddenly stopped, and he did not say what would happen next.

However, that left room for Tang Hao's imagination.

Of course, that brute Tang Hao definitely would not use his brain. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to leave the Clear Sky Sect of his own accord back then.

Tang Hao gave a disdainful snort.

"Is this your protective talisman?"

"No. I just want to resolve a major problem that could arise at any time in advance."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment before speaking again.

"Girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, you may leave, but you are not allowed to mention what happened today to anyone."

Ning Rongrong gave Lu Yuan and Xiao Wu's group behind her a conflicted look, then gritted her teeth and took a Spirit Hall Elder Token from her bracelet.

"Respected Clear Sky Douluo Your Excellency, may I take my companions with me?"

"Don't push your luck!"

Tang Hao snorted coldly. The powerful Pressure made Ning Rongrong's little face flush red involuntarily.

Yet this instead stirred the pride in Ning Rongrong's heart.

She raised her jade wrist again, and two more tokens appeared in her hand.

Tang Hao's eye twitched slightly.

Two Spirit Hall Elder Tokens, and one token representing the vice sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

What a troublesome problem!

"You may take everyone except that brat."

"Respected—"

Ning Rongrong had barely opened her mouth when the suddenly intensified Pressure forced her to shut it.

Lu Yuan chuckled and patted Ning Rongrong on the shoulder. Pale red mist coated her body and helped disperse the Pressure around her.

With a wave of his hand, Draw Ground as Prison collapsed.

"Take them back."

Ning Rongrong nodded with a complicated expression.

"Boss!"

"If you know I'm the boss, then listen to me!"

"No!"

"I won't!"

"Let go of me!"

Crack!

"Too noisy!"

Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her hand chop expressionlessly.

Then she dragged Ma Hongjun, limp as a dead pig, to Ning Rongrong's side.

Xiao Wu stood beside Ning Rongrong, looking first at Lu Yuan and then at the distant Clear Sky Douluo Your Excellency. Her lips moved as though she wanted to say something.

But just as Xiao Wu hesitated,

a figure ran toward Lu Yuan.

"Ning Rongrong, now isn't the time to fool arou—"

Before the words were finished, Ning Rongrong had already run in front of Lu Yuan. She stood on tiptoe, and Lu Yuan's eyes widened instinctively.

Their lips touched and parted in an instant.

Ning Rongrong pointed a little finger at Lu Yuan's nose.

"Listen carefully!"

"You're this young lady's boyfriend now!"

"I order you!"

"You must come back alive!"

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