Ning Fengzhi understood. Yu Xiaogang had obtained this information from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and he could not help but frown slightly.
"So?"
Yu Xiaogang gathered his thoughts and repeated what he had been interrupted before saying:
"I hope Sect Master Ning can teach the Distraction Control Secret Technique to Xiao San."
"Teach it to Xiao San?" Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned. The gentle smile on his face immediately vanished, replaced by a trace of coldness.
"Grandmaster, are you joking?"
"Since you know some of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's secrets, you should know how important the Distraction Control Secret Technique is to us. You want me to pass it on just because you asked? Isn't that a little excessive?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's expression visibly froze. He seemed not to have expected Ning Fengzhi to say such a thing.
He had originally thought that Ning Fengzhi was broad-minded, easy to talk to, and generous. Surely he would not refuse a request from him.
Besides, he was not asking for the Distraction Control Secret Technique for himself, but for Tang San.
Given how highly Ning Fengzhi regarded Tang San, should he not have been eager to let Tang San learn it? What did he mean by saying this now? Was he refusing? Did he not want to hand it over?
Yu Xiaogang was momentarily baffled, and a faint displeasure rose within him. His expression darkened slightly as well.
"Uncle Ning, please do not blame my teacher. I was the one who asked him. I wanted to learn the Distraction Control Secret Technique."
Seeing how Grandmaster's words had drastically changed Ning Fengzhi's expression, Tang San hurriedly stepped forward to cover for Yu Xiaogang and took the responsibility upon himself.
In truth, it would have been more appropriate