Enemies Meet, Eyes Red with Hatred!

"I will not sell the blueprints for Hidden Weapon; please accept them this week, Sect Master Ning."

Tang San never expected that Ning Fengzhi would actually request to purchase the blueprints.

The Tang Sect's Hidden Weapon blueprints were the foundation of his future livelihood and the very basis of the Tang Sect's existence; how could he possibly hand them over to someone else?

Tang San would never do such a thing as betraying his master and ancestors.

Furthermore, once the blueprints are handed over, with the financial and human resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they can instantly cover the entire continent with Hidden Weapon.

At that point, his Tang Sect will no longer have any core competitiveness.

"Sect Master Ning."

Tang San's tone became a bit more serious.

"The blueprints are a core secret of the Tang Sect and must never be leaked."

"At most, I can provide the finished product, or the blueprints for the disassembled parts, with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect responsible for manufacturing the parts. I will personally be in charge of the final assembly and debugging."

"There is absolutely no room for negotiation."

The Tang Sect's Hidden Weapon are not only ingeniously designed.

Their methods of weaponry are also quite unique.

As long as one masters the special techniques and core components, the leakage of some parts will not allow the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to replicate the Tang Sect Hidden Weapon.

Ning Fengzhi's brows furrowed slightly, and the smile on his face faded a bit.

"Young friend, if we can't obtain the core blueprints, then this cooperation is not worthwhile."

"???"

Tang San froze on the spot.

He couldn't understand why Ning Fengzhi would refuse so decisively.

I had already prepared to negotiate, and even thought about how to deal with Ning Fengzhi if he tried to lower the price.

But Ning Fengzhi abruptly overturned the table, leaving no room for further discussion.

"Sect Master Ning."

Tang San's tone was tinged with disbelief and urgency.

"I think you should understand how much benefit these Hidden Weapon can bring to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Even without blueprints, the supply of finished products alone is enough to increase the self-defense capabilities of your sect's ordinary disciples several times over. Isn't that enough?"

"Enough, yet not enough," Ning Fengzhi replied calmly.

"The Hidden Weapon are indeed exquisite, but for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, they are merely icing on the cake, not indispensable."

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School is one of the Upper Three Sects, with a superior status and two Titled Douluo in charge. There are few in the world who dare to make a move against the disciples of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Those capable of attacking the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must be forces comparable to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect itself.

But what use is this little Hidden Weapon against such a powerful force?

In Ning Fengzhi's eyes, this Sand-Shooting Shadow Hidden Weapon was not particularly sophisticated.

Its true value lies only in the technology used to create this Hidden Weapon, which is the technology of the Tang Sect represented by Tang San.

However, because of Ning Rongrong and the others' previous evaluation of Tang San, Ning Fengzhi had a preconceived notion about him.

"Moreover, young friend, you won't even reveal your real name, showing no basic sincerity towards my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How can I dare to discuss long-term cooperation with you?"

These words struck a nerve with Tang San.

He wore a mask to conceal his identity, not wanting too many people to know his whereabouts.

This actually became Ning Fengzhi's reason for refusing to cooperate?

Tang San paused for a moment, his mind racing, and made up a name on the spot.

"I am Tang Yin Tang Sect."

"It's not that I intended to hide anything, but the sect has rules that prevent us from revealing too much information when traveling outside. I hope Sect Master Ning will understand."

He thought this name couldn't be better.

It's related to my real name, so I'm less likely to slip up, and it won't reveal my true identity.

But he had barely finished speaking.

"Pfft!"

A clear, crisp female voice suddenly rang out, tinged with barely suppressed laughter, abruptly cutting off the flow of the entire event.

"Aren't you Tang San? When did you change your name to Tang Yin? And this name change looks so perfunctory!"

"???

Tang San's breath hitched, and he froze on the spot.

Did someone recognize me?

It felt as if all the blood in my body rushed to my head at that moment.

He turned around stiffly, looking in the direction from which the sound came.

The people by the pillars took off their masks.

Familiar faces appeared before him without warning.

The charming and lively Ning Rongrong, and the aloof and taciturn Zhu Zhuqing.

And standing behind Lin Qingmo was the face he longed for day and night, the face he dreamed of.

Xiao Wu!

Just a second ago, my mind was filled with thoughts of cooperation, leverage, and future plans.

The moment he saw Xiao Wu, everything vanished.

Xiao Wu!

Only this name and this image remained in his mind.

A long-suppressed shout burst from his throat, and Tang San pushed off with his feet, charging forward. "Xiao Wu!"

He couldn't care about anything else.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the cooperation, the exposure of identities—none of it matters anymore.

He just wanted to rush to Xiao Wu and ask her where she had been all these days, and why she had chosen to leave with Lin Qingmo.

But as soon as he took his first step, a figure floated down in front of him.

It blocked all his paths perfectly, without leaning to either side.

Lin Qingmo removed the mask from his face, a half-smile playing on his lips.

He stood ramrod straight, motionless, perfectly shielding Xiao Wu behind him.

"Tang San, how have you been?"

Lin Qingmo spoke slowly, with a hint of amusement. "Oh no, shouldn't I call you Tang Yin now?"

"It's you again!!!"

Tang San's gaze was fixed on Lin Qingmo's face, his eyes blazing with fury.

His teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding together, and his Soul Power surged uncontrollably throughout his body.

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

This is the person in front of him who stole his Xiao Wu, ruined everything he had at Shrek, and constantly opposed him, causing him to lose face.

"Lin Qingmo!"

Tang San's voice was filled with overwhelming anger, almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Get out of my way! Don't block my way from seeing Xiao Wu!"

As he spoke, he channeled his Soul Power, preparing to force his way through.

But Lin Qingmo remained standing in the same spot, as steady as a mountain, without even moving a step.

It was as if they didn't see the surging Soul Power around him.

"See Xiao Wu? On what grounds?"

"Xiao Wu is my girlfriend, and she has made it clear that she doesn't want to see you."

"Don't come too close, you'll offend her eyes."

Lin Qingmo's tone remained calm, but every word was like a sharp, icy knife, piercing straight into Tang San's heart.

In a single sentence, all of Tang San's proudest aspirations were shattered.

Before he could retort, Xiao Wu stepped out from behind Lin Qingmo.

She stood beside Lin Qingmo, her small hand still clutching Lin Qingmo sleeve.

Her face was cold, devoid of any of the gentleness and liveliness she usually showed towards Lin Qingmo.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Tang San was filled with undisguised disgust.

"Tang San, stop calling my name. It disgusts me."

Every word was clearly heard by everyone present.

That short sentence struck Tang San like a thunderbolt.

It crushed his last remaining pillar of support.