The next day, at the hour of the Dragon.
Bang!
"What the heck! You're heading off somewhere again, kid?!"
In the dean's office at the Nine Treasures Glazed Academy, Wind Douluo stared at the boy before him, his old face filled with despair and disbelief.
"My little ancestor! You haven't even been back for three days!"
"Can't we take a breather?"
"Whatever the big deal is, you can't keep dumping it on me... Oh, right, I don't have to go with you this time... Go on, kid, knock yourself out!"
Sword Douluo and Shield Defense Douluo nodded in agreement from the other side of the room.
A trace of worry flickered in their eyes as they looked at Ning Huan, along with a tiny bit of pity for their old friend.
The boy was working tirelessly for the sect's future. He really deserved a good rest.
As for Old Feng, while his legs were still in good shape, he needed to keep moving for a few more years!
Yet, of everyone in the room, only Ning Hao sat with his eyes closed, deep in thought. After a moment of silence, he opened them and asked,
"Xiao Huan, normally, I shouldn't pry into your reasons."
"But you're planning to leave on your own... Isn't that a little too reckless?"
"Why not have Uncle Feng go with you? At least you'd have someone to look out for you!"
"If nothing else, he could help you buy things and run errands?"
Wind Douluo: Thanks a lot!
As soon as Ning Hao finished speaking, Ning Huan shook his head from his seat beside him.
Most of the boyish softness had faded from his face. Now, it was filled with solemnity and seriousness.
"Don't worry. I'm absolutely certain this trip will go well!"
"If I