Jiang Siming smiled mysteriously.
"Heh heh, Xiaosan, I'd advise you not to ask. Otherwise, you'll get depressed," Dai Mubai said earnestly.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar also gave approving looks.
Tang San saw their reactions and glanced at Jiang Siming in confusion. Jiang Siming simply stood there in silence, putting on an act.
"Come on, tell us! What's your title?" Zhu Zhuqing demanded.
Sure enough, he couldn't stay cool for more than three seconds. Jiang Siming smiled awkwardly and coughed twice. He raised one finger and wagged it smugly, activating his Aura of Hegemony at the same time. His coolness level instantly shot up by 100%. "My codename is None of You Can Fight."
Everyone immediately felt Jiang Siming's powerful aura of smugness.
"Siming, showing off like that ought to be illegal," Dai Mubai teased.
"So Brother Siming is that freak!" Tang San had naturally heard of him during his Spirit Fights. None of You Can Fight was a mysterious person who always fought in a black robe and mask.
The girls all stared at Jiang Siming in surprise. A flicker of pride crossed Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.
On the way to Suotuo City.
"Little Ao, I once heard a story about a guy who was second-born and called Bajie," Jiang Siming said lazily, stretching.
"Oh? Was that Bajie as handsome as me?" Oscar struck a cool pose.
"Uh, I think Bajie was a pig," Tang San said awkwardly.
Everyone burst out laughing. Even Grandmaster couldn't help smiling.
"Jiang Siming, go to hell! You're the pig!" Oscar snapped.
They joked and horsed around the whole way. Grandmaster didn't stop them; a little teasing helped strengthen the team's bond.
Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena.
Jiang Siming had already changed into a black robe and put on a mask.
Grandmaster took everyone to register their team, while Jiang Siming remained in the stands.
Suddenly, a hand landed on Jiang Siming's shoulder. His body tensed, and he twisted around and subdued the person.
"Please spare me, sir! Please spare me! I'm only here to deliver a letter!" The man begged frantically, hurriedly pulling a letter from his clothes.
Jiang Siming let go and took the letter, then opened it.
"Interesting. But if you think I'll go just because you asked, wouldn't that make me look bad?" Jiang Siming put the letter away and continued sitting in the stands.
An hour later.
"Uncle Gu, do we have to keep waiting?" Ning Fengzhi asked awkwardly.
Bone Douluo stamped his foot in anger. "The nerve of that brat! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect personally invited him, and he doesn't even have the decency to show up!"
"Uncle Gu, asking him to meet outside the city was bound to make him suspicious. It's no surprise he didn't come," Ning Fengzhi said, trying to calm him down.
Last time, Ning Fengzhi had asked Ning Rongrong to invite Jiang Siming to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Jiang Siming had been back for quite some time without doing anything, so Ning Fengzhi decided to meet him in person. But Bone Douluo had insisted on beating Jiang Siming up, on the grounds that Jiang Siming had bullied Ning Rongrong. With no other choice, Ning Fengzhi had invited Jiang Siming to meet outside the city.
Jiang Siming had only said it casually at the time and hadn't expected Ning Fengzhi to take him seriously. He'd also agreed to help Poison Douluo with his poison, but there was no rush; Shrek would be going to Heaven Dou City sooner or later. Visiting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, on the other hand, had never crossed his mind. His first meeting with Ning Rongrong had been awkward enough, and he didn't want to get beaten up by two Titled Douluo.
A quarter of an hour later.
Jiang Siming was sitting in a teahouse, drinking tea. A well-dressed, elegant middle-aged man walked in, followed by an old man with white hair and a youthful face. He gave the teahouse owner a bag of Gold Soul Coins to rent out the whole establishment.
"Would you mind sitting down for a chat?" Ning Fengzhi asked politely. The old man beside him gave a snort.
"Please, Sect Master Ning," Jiang Siming said, gesturing for him to sit.
"How did you know it was me?" Ning Fengzhi asked with interest.
"The letter wasn't signed, so at first I didn't know. But you're dressed so elegantly, and you have a Titled Douluo with you who doesn't seem hostile toward me. So I guessed you were Rongrong's father." Jiang Siming took a sip of tea.
"Quit acting so clever, brat! I'll ask you straight out: did you bully my Rongrong?" Bone Douluo slapped the table and demanded.
"Uncle Gu, don't be so hasty. I'm sure Jiang Siming didn't mean to," Ning Fengzhi interjected smoothly.
Jiang Siming thought to himself, They're playing good cop and bad cop.
"May I ask what Sect Master Ning wants with me?" Jiang Siming asked, though he already knew.
"You're Rongrong's friend, so you can call me Uncle Ning. If you don't mind, may I call you Siming?" Ning Fengzhi asked politely.
"Uncle Ning, you're too kind," Jiang Siming replied, accepting the offer.
"I've heard you have a kind of pill that can improve a person's potential and physical strength. Do you have any left? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to pay a high price for it."
"Sorry, Uncle Ning. Those pills are hard to come by, and I don't have any left. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you." Jiang Siming shook his head. He'd used up all the Body Strengthening Pills long ago. Even if he had any left, he wouldn't sell them; he'd rather use them to strengthen the Shrek Seven Devils. After all, every sect had spies in other sects. If word reached Spirit Hall, Jiang Siming would have trouble on his hands.
"Uncle Ning, I don't have any Body Strengthening Pills left. But I do have something else that might interest you." Jiang Siming smiled faintly, then took out an M4a1.
"What is this?" Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion.
"It's a weapon with tremendous killing power. It can kill a level-40 Soul Ancestor." Jiang Siming watched Ning Fengzhi's eyes as he spoke.
"Hmph. Careful you don't choke on your own boasts, brat. That strange weapon of yours has no edge and no killing intent. How could you use it to kill anyone?" Bone Douluo said disdainfully.