Listening to the constant condemnations from all around, Yu Xiaogang's expression turned extremely ugly.
He looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had already been scorched beyond recognition by the flames, then at the spectator area occupied by the participating academy teams, where indignation ran high.
Finally, his gaze fell upon Ning Fengzhi, who had risen from his seat in the front row of the VIP Platform, revealing a trace of pleading.
He begged Ning Fengzhi, a member of the Elite Spirit Master Tournament Organizing Committee, to stand up for the Shrek Seven Devils.
However.
All he received was disappointment.
Sensing Yu Xiaogang's gaze, Ning Fengzhi understood his meaning at once, but he did not agree. He merely shook his head faintly.
What a joke. Could he possibly step forward at a time like this? They had already stirred up public outrage.
He had always been known in the Spirit Master world for his unmatched wisdom, fairness, and righteousness. If he spoke up for the Shrek Seven Devils now, would that not be slapping himself in the face?
Besides, his own daughter, Ning Rongrong, was also a member of the Shrek Seven Devils. If he got involved, he might even be accused of favoring family over reason.
Wouldn't the glorious image he had painstakingly maintained in the Spirit Master world for so many years be ruined in an instant?
When that happened, not only would his own reputation suffer, but the name of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would also take a blow.
Seeing that even Ning Fengzhi, who had such a close relationship with the Shrek Seven Devils, would not help, Yu Xiaogang's expression darkened further. He could only place his final hopes on Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin, seated in the second row of the