The other side had actually used Xiao Wu's safety to threaten him, leaving Tang San with no way to act.
If Tang San had been alone, he would not have feared danger even if he were driven to death. He would never have revealed the methods for making Hidden Weapons.
However, Xiao Wu was now his irreplaceable little sister, someone he would protect for the rest of his life.
"Just wait. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not mock a poor youth!"
His fury burned like flames. Sooner or later, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be buried alongside today's actions!
From today onward, Ning Rongrong was no longer his classmate.
If the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Tournament had not still required Ning Rongrong, he would have gone back and taught her a lesson.
However—
Could Ning Fengzhi have failed to think of what Tang San could think of?
Ning Fengzhi basically left himself a backup plan in everything he did, and this time was no exception.
To Ning Fengzhi, cooperation did not necessarily have to rely on family. Direct descendants were no different.
Of course, if sacrificing one daughter could bring him benefits, Ning Fengzhi would not hesitate to sacrifice Ning Rongrong.
Even if that daughter was beloved by both him and the two sect-protecting Douluo.
He had once thought about breaking the curse of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and he had also said not to mock a poor youth. But now—
Without the foundation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it would truly become, "Do not mock a poor middle-aged man; the dead deserve respect."
Thus, the hatred and killing intent in Tang San's eyes amounted to little in Ning Fengzhi's view.
It was laughable. Tang San's