Clear Sky Douluo's strength involuntarily reminded him of the enmity between Ye Xingchen and Tang San.
If their feud also became entangled with the grudges among experts like them, a new storm of bloodshed was destined to sweep across the entire continent.
"The Young Sect Master's feud with Tang San is no small matter. With his father backing him, that fellow will probably provoke the Young Sect Master again before long!"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi say this, Sword Douluo Chen Xin could not help smiling faintly.
He turned to glance at Tang San, who was walking toward the carriage, and teased:
"Perhaps the Young Sect Master never had his sights on Tang San at all. His opponent may have been Tang San's father from the very beginning. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so utterly fearless!"
His target was Tang San's father?
Hearing Sword Douluo Chen Xin say this, Ning Fengzhi was immediately awestruck.
He could not help recalling Ye Xingchen's astonishing talent. There truly was no comparison between the two.
Given time, once Ye Xingchen broke through to a higher realm, Clear Sky Douluo really would amount to little in his eyes.
"Your vision reaches farther, Uncle Jian. I never even saw that layer. It looks like we need to give the Young Sect Master some support so he can reach the highest realm faster!"
Meanwhile, in Spirit City.
Holding her scepter, Bibi Dong looked extremely displeased after hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's account.
She smiled, then turned around and said coolly:
"You-didn't I tell you that you weren't allowed to attack Ye Xingchen? Yet you actually fought him. That will damage my relationship with him. Don't you understand?"
With his head lowered, Chrysanthemum Douluo found her words utterly unbelievable.
He had originally thought His Holiness the Pope would blame him for failing