Dragon Duke Snake Matriarch: Is This Right?

"Y-Your Excellency, I am Meng Shu. Greetings, Your Excellency. May I ask for your title?"

Seeing Tang Hao stop before them, Dragon Duke Meng Shu forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, stepped forward, and bowed to the man before him.

Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Grandmother Zhao Tianxiang were revered by the world as the Peerless Dragon Snake. Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill could even make Titled Douluo wary. At this point in Douluo Era 1, they sounded incredibly formidable.

But they only sounded formidable. Wary did not mean afraid, and the Titled Douluo who would be wary of them were usually only rank ninety-one, perhaps with less-than-ideal soul ring configurations.

Tang Hao's optimal soul ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red clearly did not place him among those who would fear them. Moreover, that soul ring configuration reminded them of someone—someone who had defeated the Spirit Hall Pope. Thus, Meng Shu spoke even more cautiously.

Tang Hao shot Meng Shu a disdainful glance, with no intention of answering him. He merely tossed Zhao Wuji out.

"Who defeated you?"

Feeling Tang Hao's disregard, Dragon Duke Meng Shu's face twitched. It had been many years since he had encountered someone who so thoroughly humiliated him. Yet, recalling the two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red optimal soul ring configuration before him, Meng Shu silently suppressed his dissatisfaction and did not dare let that Titled Douluo see it.

"It was him, Haotian Your Excellency—it was him!"

Zhao Wuji raised a hand and pointed at Lin Feng. Then Tang Hao's eyes met Lin Feng's.

To Tang Hao's surprise, Lin Feng did not show the slightest fear of him.

Tang Hao was prepared to make a move and seize Lin Feng for questioning, but at that moment, Ning Rongrong stepped forward and stood in front of Lin Feng.

"Senior Haotian, my father, Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, has admired you for a long time. He instructed me long ago that if I ever met you, I must convey his greetings. The upper three sects are bound together, and my father would very much like to invite you to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Rongrong spoke with a smile, appearing poised and gracious. Clearly, her disregard for Flender was simply because she had never thought highly of him in the first place.

Hearing this, Tang Hao, who had already been about to act, paused.

He had no regard for the mere Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

In earlier years, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been beneath the Clear Sky Sect. He had still fought the Spirit Hall Pope, whose power exceeded that of the Clear Sky Sect, so how could he possibly think much of the weaker Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

But times had changed. He had already killed the former Spirit Hall Pope, placing Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect in an irreconcilable conflict. If he now offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which was openly allied with the Clear Sky Sect, he would be creating far too many enemies for the Clear Sky Sect.

Although he had already been expelled from the Clear Sky Sect, the title Clear Sky Douluo meant that, in the eyes of the world, every action he took represented the Clear Sky Sect.

Thinking of how he had already wronged his sect, Tang Hao, who had originally looked down on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, had no choice but to slow his movements.

"Your father is Ning Fengzhi?"

"That's right. In fact, not only my father—Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Jian also very much wish to meet you."

Seeing that Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao's intention to act had faded, Ning Rongrong hurriedly continued, inwardly relieved that her gamble had paid off.

That was right—it had been a gamble. She had gambled that Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao would be wary of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and would not dare act recklessly.

Once Zhao Wuji said that Lin Feng was the one who had defeated him, Ning Rongrong had basically understood what was going on.

Though she did not know how Zhao Wuji had managed to establish a connection with Clear Sky Douluo, Ning Rongrong could be certain that Tang Hao had come to settle the score for Zhao Wuji.

In this situation, Ning Rongrong certainly could not allow Lin Feng to simply be beaten to death.

It was not because Ning Rongrong cared about the investment of two million Gold Soul Coins. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was wealthy enough that two million Gold Soul Coins were nothing to it. Even if the investment failed, her father would at most scold her a few times—he would not even say a third sentence, because there would be no need. Besides, investments always came with risks. Expecting every investment to yield returns was unrealistic.

Moreover, Ning Fengzhi could not strike too great a blow to Ning Rongrong's confidence in investing. After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's support-type Martial Soul needed to invest in talented soul masters in order to secure sufficient status.

Yes, invest in geniuses, not powerful experts, because powerful experts did not need your investment.

Once someone had grown into a Titled Douluo, would he still lack money or resources?

Therefore, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect always chose to invest early.

Lin Feng was the investment target Ning Rongrong had found, and someone she had already decided to invest in as much as possible.

The reason was simple. During this period of interaction, while she had grown close to Lin Feng through their intimate contact, she had touched his bones.

There were two standards for judging whether someone was a genius. First, strength. Second, age.

There was no need to mention his strength. Immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji's fleeing in disarray had already proven Lin Feng's power. Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong's repeated intimate contact had confirmed Lin Feng's bone age again and again.

Seventeen!

It was an utterly unbelievable age. If Ning Rongrong had not repeatedly confirmed it, she would never have dared believe that Lin Feng was only seventeen years old.

Defeating Immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji at seventeen—such talent could be called unparalleled throughout history.

It was precisely because of this utterly incomprehensible talent that Ning Rongrong had proposed a deal of two million Gold Soul Coins to hunt a third soul ring, a transaction that was practically throwing money away.

Otherwise, the two million Gold Soul Coins should have been used to make him owe her a favor, rather than simply buying goodwill.

After all, even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's money was not meant to be squandered.

For such a genius, Ning Rongrong naturally had to recruit him as much as possible. Combined with the fact that anyone could betray their companions except the direct line of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, who absolutely could not betray their companions, she had braced herself and chosen to protect Lin Feng even under the pressure of Clear Sky Douluo.

And she had indeed protected him. That meant that, in front of Lin Feng, the image of a sect willing to shield you even against a Titled Douluo had been established. For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, that was a very good thing.

"Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo? Fine, then let what happened before be forgotten. Where is that girl named Xiao Wu? Hand her over. She is the sworn sister my son acknowledged."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong let out a sigh of relief. She did not know where Xiao Wu was either, but Xiao Wu had disappeared after Lin Feng took her into the room. Knowing that some Soul Tools could store living creatures, she was not worried that Lin Feng would be unable to produce Xiao Wu.

However, just as she was thinking this, Lin Feng silently pulled her behind him.

"I can't hand Xiao Wu over, because I already killed her."

Silence!

Deathly silence!

Especially after Tang Hao's expression darkened, Dragon Duke Snake Matriarch and Zhao Wuji were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"Are you... seeking death?"

Tang Hao stared at Lin Feng, releasing the aura and killing intent of a Titled Douluo without the slightest restraint.

Just when everyone thought Lin Feng was finished, a suit of armor suddenly appeared on his body. Immediately afterward, silver-white light surged behind him, and that aura had likewise reached the realm of a Titled Douluo.

Dragon Duke: (O∆O)

Snake Dowager: (O∆O)

Ning Rongrong: (✧∇✧)