Ning Fengzhi's face revealed neither joy nor anger, as though he had expected this answer.
"I didn't expect you to be such a loyal young man. Ning was being presumptuous. If you don't mind, you may call me Uncle Ning."
Wu Qi had no reason to reject the gesture and went along with it. "Uncle Ning, would it be possible for Rongrong to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy? To be honest, I'm assembling a team for the Soul Master Tournament. With Rongrong joining us, the team's strength will surely rise to another level."
Ning Fengzhi agreed with a smile.
The two then chatted about a few trivial matters. Once they ran out of topics, Wu Qi took his leave.
After he left, Ning Fengzhi looked helplessly at Gu Rong.
It was perfectly normal that they had been unable to discuss much during their first meeting.
Yet when facing Wu Qi, Ning Fengzhi felt as though he were dealing with an old hand who had spent years navigating officialdom. It was difficult to find any opening.
But that was not actually the case.
When it came to scheming, Wu Qi was still rather naive.
Following the principle that saying less meant making fewer mistakes, he simply answered Ning Fengzhi's questions without elaborating, discussing further, or adding anything else.
Gu Rong frowned. "That boy is very wary. But if his background truly is as Xue Qinghe described, he absolutely wouldn't act like this. It seems our guess was correct."
Ning Fengzhi shared the same opinion. "Let Rongrong stay by his side. If he is smart enough, he should be able to guess our intentions."
"There's no need to rush. Let Rongrong spend more time with him first."
On the street, Qiangu Changkong wore a puzzled expression. "Grandfather said Sect Master Ning