Back at the hotel.
Seeing the anger on Wu Qi's face, Qiangu Changkong could not help asking, "Brother Wu, what happened?"
Since getting to know him, he had rarely seen him lose his temper.
This time, Wu Qi was truly irritated.
But he would not let trash like Yu Xiaogang disrupt his state of mind.
After taking several deep breaths, he calmly recounted Yu Xiaogang's actions.
Ning Rongrong's expression darkened after hearing it. "Just as I thought. I knew Tang San was up to no good."
Every powerful person wanted to take a genius as a disciple, but what was Yu Xiaogang? A Soul Grandmaster wanted to accept an exceptionally gifted Soul Elder as his disciple. Was he taking in a disciple, or merely glorifying himself?
Suddenly, Ning Rongrong thought of something. "Could this Yu Xiaogang be the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Sect Master?"
"When I was at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Grandfather Jian told me about Yu Xiaogang's joke of a life."
Wu Qi nodded. "Most likely."
"That old bastard has the arrogance of a child from a great clan, along with the pitiful inferiority complex of a weakling."
"Enough. Let's leave it at that. Don't let insignificant people ruin your mood."
Ning Rongrong said thankfully, "Brother Wu Qi, did you already know what Tang San was like? If I had signed that cooperation agreement with him just now, I'm afraid I would have been cheated out of quite a bit of money."
Wu Qi shook his head. "No. I only meant that we can completely replicate the Hidden Weapons he mentioned in the future. There's no need to let him make money off us."
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