Everyone looked eagerly at Ning Rongrong. As long as she spoke up, they could get their revenge. Maybe their opponent was just bluffing.
"Do you really know the Sect Master that well?" Ning Rongrong said.
It was true that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had never feared its enemies, but it would never make enemies without cause, either. Especially now, with its trade strategy spanning the entire continent, the goal was to make friends far and wide, not enemies everywhere. If they really provoked some powerful figures, then no matter how formidable the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was, it would still be doomed. Some enemies were best left alone.
From the unknown force before her, Ning Rongrong could immediately tell that their background belonged to the sort one absolutely shouldn't provoke lightly.
Of course, that didn't mean the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect truly couldn't afford to provoke them. It simply wouldn't be worth the cost.
"Isn't that right?"
The Masked Girl looked at Ning Rongrong. "If you really want to stand up for them, then go ahead and try. Make a powerful enemy over two scumbags."
Her threat was completely undisguised. No one would say that if they didn't have the strength to back it up.
Had there been a scene like this in his previous life? No. Then they must have run into some reclusive sect. It was perfectly normal for some reclusive sects to have Titled Douluo.
"You!"
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were furious. They had suffered the so-called hatred of having their fathers killed and their wives stolen—not to mention having their happiness for the rest of their lives ruined.
"You're asking for death!"
"Rongrong, hurry up and call someone to kill them!"
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun shouted in a panic. Before