Accusation? Ye Wanqing: I want your entire sect to be buried with me!

"Madam Ye, apologies for the intrusion." Ning Fengzhi cupped his hands, his demeanor graceful.

"Sect Master Ning, Elder Jian, Elder Gu, Dean Flender, Master Yu, your presence graces my humble abode."

Ye Wanqing rose, a proper smile instantly appearing on her face. Her gaze swept over Ning Rongrong's slightly red eyes, and she understood.

"May I ask the purpose of your visit today?" she asked, taking a sip of tea, her tone composed.

Ning Fengzhi returned her smile and bowed. "Madam Ye, please forgive my daughter. She is willful. Hearing that a friend was wronged here, she insisted on seeking an explanation. I could not refuse her, so I came along."

Flender immediately stepped forward, his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses sharp as an eagle's. "Madam Ye! Your son forcibly abducted my Shrek Academy student, Miss Xiao Wu, yesterday and detained her all night! If this matter spreads, what will become of Shrek's reputation?! I implore you to uphold justice!"

His voice rose sharply, filled with provocative anger. His peripheral vision swept over Chen Xin and Gu Rong, his confidence bolstered.

Tang San stood in the shadows of the crowd, head bowed, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Su Ling... forcibly detaining and insulting Xiao Wu... a path to death! When the time is right, I will personally eliminate him!"

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others wore undisguised contempt on their faces.

Ma Hongjun lowered his voice and whispered to Oscar, "Hey, do you think Xiao Wu was..."

"Aunt Ye!" Ning Rongrong's eyes reddened further upon hearing Ma Hongjun's vulgar words.

She darted forward, her slender fingers almost poking Ye Wanqing's nose. "Where is that scoundrel Su Ling? Tell him to get out here!"

"Why is he keeping Xiao Wu? Did he do something shameful?!"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive.

The Shrek group, relying on the presence of two Titled Douluo, no longer showed respect to the Su family in their words and actions.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin tapped his sword hilt three times with his fingertips, his gaze flicking towards Old Mo in the shadows, the threat unmistakable.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong surveyed the room with a half-smile, his soul power faintly released, causing the temperature in the hall to plummet.

Ye Wanqing's smile remained proper, but the temperature in her eyes grew cold inch by inch.

Being verbally abused by a junior about her own son, even with her excellent composure, she was now truly angered.

Furthermore, the tacit approval and pressure from Elder Jian, Elder Gu, and Ning Fengzhi were clearly condoning this behavior!

For a moment, the hall fell into dead silence.

Ye Wanqing did not speak, merely staring coldly at Ning Rongrong. The invisible pressure made Ning Rongrong's heart flutter, and she unconsciously withdrew her hand.

"Is this the upbringing of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Yesterday, I thought you were a sensible young lady. It seems I was mistaken." Ye Wanqing's voice was unhurried, but it made Ning Fengzhi frown slightly.

"Old Mo," Ye Wanqing lightly smoothed her sleeve, her tone leaving no room for doubt, "go and invite the Young Master and Miss Xiao Wu over. The Su family was in the wrong first, and we will naturally provide the explanation that is due."

Old Mo bowed and retreated.

Not long after, Xiao Wu, rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning, walked in.

She was loosely draped in Su Ling's silk robe, the sash untied, revealing a small section of her delicate collarbone.

The lazy charm of a young woman just awakened caused the entire hall to freeze.

"Rongrong? Dean? Master? Why are you all here?"

Xiao Wu clearly blinked upon seeing everyone in the hall, her gaze falling on Ning Rongrong.

"Xiao Wu!" Ning Rongrong immediately rushed over, grabbing her shoulders and examining her up and down, her voice choked with tears and anger, "Did he do anything to you? Did that bastard bully you?"

Tang San's heart tightened, his gaze like a searchlight scanning Xiao Wu inch by inch, searching for traces of humiliation. His killing intent towards Su Ling reached its peak.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others held their breath.

Xiao Wu felt everyone's burning gazes, her cheeks flushing slightly. She tugged at her collar self-consciously and shook her head, "No. Rongrong, don't overthink it."

"Really not?!" Ning Rongrong's voice rose, disbelieving.

"Really not!" Xiao Wu became anxious, her voice also rising, "Last night... he took me to his room and asked some things... about you... what you like... who you hate..."

She paused, then quickly added as if to explain, "Actually... he's not as bad as you think..."

Her voice gradually faded. Thinking of Su Ling's last teasing remark, "I could eat you too," her face turned even redder.

"What?!" Ning Rongrong shrieked, her face instantly flushing crimson. She stomped her foot in shame and anger.

"He asked about me?! And for that, he kept you all night?!"

"Su Ling! You pervert! Madman! Lunatic! Get out here!"

She was so embarrassed she spoke incoherently, especially in front of her father and two grandfathers. She wished she could disappear into the ground.

The Shrek group collectively turned to stone.

Dai Mubai's mouth twitched. Oscar and Ma Hongjun stared at each other with wide eyes.

Flender and Yu Xiaogang's old faces turned red. They had mobilized Titled Douluo to seek justice.

The result was that the Young Master merely wanted to pursue the girl through a roundabout way? This was a slap in the face!

Tang San's tense body relaxed slightly, but the gloom in his eyes deepened. "He asked about Rongrong? As expected, he has ulterior motives! This brat... is courting death!"

Ye Wanqing held her forehead, speechless for a moment.

What was this foolish son up to?

She had even thought of a name for her grandson, yet a man and a woman were alone in a room just to inquire about Ning Rongrong's preferences.

This outrageous move completely stumped even her, his mother.

"Cough... apologies for the spectacle, everyone. This child has been spoiled by me and always acts without considering the consequences."

Ye Wanqing coughed lightly, a smile returning to her face, though a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"Young love is understandable. It was we who overreacted and disturbed the peace of your estate."

Ning Fengzhi, seeing that Xiao Wu was unharmed, felt a great weight lift from his heart. He lowered his posture slightly and spoke gently to smooth things over.

However, he grew even more wary of Su Ling in his heart.

This is bad! He's after my daughter?

Rongrong is so pure and kind, I hope this brat doesn't deceive her.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin let out a cold snort and retracted his oppressive aura. Bone Douluo Gu Rong also suppressed his soul power fluctuations.

The two exchanged a look, a hint of awkwardness between them.

Seeing the atmosphere ease considerably.

Ning Fengzhi lightly patted his daughter's shoulder: "Rongrong, we misunderstood. Quickly apologize to Aunt Ye."

Ning Rongrong bit her lip. Though unwilling, seeing her father's stern gaze, she could only lower her head: "Aunt Ye, I'm sorry. I was too impulsive..."

Ye Wanqing smiled slightly and was about to raise her hand to signal it was alright--

"Madam!!!" A terrified roar suddenly tore through the remaining relaxed atmosphere!

A guard scrambled into the hall, his face ashen, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "It's bad! Young Master! Young Master... he's collapsed in West Street Alley... covered in blood... he's... he's dying!!!"

Silence!

Absolute silence instantly engulfed the entire hall!

The smile on Ye Wanqing's face froze completely. The color drained from her face, and she staggered as if struck by a heavy hammer!

"Ning! Feng! Zhi!"

The three words were like poisoned ice picks, squeezed fiercely from between her teeth, carrying a bone-chilling coldness!

"Well done, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Well done, Shrek Academy!"

"Taking advantage of my Su Family's experts being away, you bully my orphaned mother and child! How dare you lay such a vicious hand on my son today--!!!"

Ye Wanqing's eyes, usually filled with smiles, now blazed with terrifying ferocity, like a wounded lioness!

Her gaze, like the sharpest knives, swept instantly across Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, then Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and finally fixed dead on Ning Rongrong and Tang San!

Boom! Astonishing soul power fluctuations erupted!

Seven soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—rose from beneath her feet!

The pressure of a top-tier healing Soul Sage was not enough to shake a Titled Douluo.

But that suicidal, frenzied killing intent made everyone's souls tremble!

"Madam Ye! This matter is absolutely not our doing!"

Ning Fengzhi also panicked slightly. He quickly stepped forward to shield his daughter, "Our group was at the encampment from last night until this morning. There is no possibility we could have attacked your son!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin said gravely, "Madam Ye, calm down! If we truly intended to act, would we go through such trouble?"

"Old Mo—!" Ye Wanqing couldn't hear any explanation. She screamed hoarsely, "Immediately summon all the soul masters in the mansion and seal the entire city!"

"Send a message to King Zhenyuan's Mansion! Tell the Old Man that his legitimate grandson was ambushed in Heaven Dou City and is hanging by a thread! Ask him if this old geezer will manage it or not?!"

"Send a message to the Heavenly Blaze Army Camp! Tell Su Zhantian to get his ass back here! Tell him, I don't care what war he's fighting! His son—is about to be beaten to death—!!!"

She suddenly turned her head, her blood-red gaze fixed on Ning Fengzhi's pale face, word by word, like a curse from the deepest abyss:

"Today! If my son meets with misfortune!"

"I will make your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—leave no one alive!!"

"I will make your daughter... accompany my son—in death!"