Qian Renyu declared war on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
Ning Fengzhi was under immense pressure.
Qian Renyu's voice had been light and casual.
But in that moment, it rang in Ning Fengzhi's ears like a thunderclap.
One after another, the gazes fixed on Qian Renyu turned and locked onto Ning Fengzhi.
At his side, Sword Douluo's brows knitted slightly as his aura enveloped Ning Fengzhi.
He was ready to protect Ning Fengzhi in front of Qian Renyu at any moment.
Ning Fengzhi sensed Sword Douluo's movements and parted his lips slightly. "Uncle Jian, there's no need to be so tense."
"This has been a trap from the very beginning. Unfortunately, we fell into it too."
Sword Douluo did not withdraw his aura.
From beginning to end, his overwhelmingly powerful presence shielded Ning Fengzhi.
Qian Renyu was a Title Douluo—that much was beyond question. He could even match an established Title Douluo like Tang Hao.
More precisely, he didn't merely match Tang Hao; he had the upper hand.
Against someone like that, if Qian Renyu suddenly attacked Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo couldn't guarantee he could protect him without any preparation.
Even though Ning Fengzhi was already a high-ranking Soul Saint.
Seeing that Sword Douluo was determined to stand his ground, Ning Fengzhi said nothing more to him.
As he met Qian Renyu's gaze, a hint of life finally returned to his own eyes.
"Your Holiness the Pope, since you haven't attacked us outright, I assume there's something you wish to say to me!"
"What is it you wish to say, Your Holiness? I, Ning—"
"I'm all ears!"
Ning Fengzhi spoke with composure.
After all, he was the head of a great power.
He wasn't the sort to lose his nerve.
Qian Renyu's expression was calm, and his tone held