Ning Fengzhi has a panoramic view of all this, and his evaluation of Zhou Qiubai is even higher.
Value friendship, know right from wrong, stick to the bottom line, and know how to advance and retreat.
Such a person, as long as he does not perish in the future, will definitely become Titled Douluo.
It is even possible that Titled Douluo is not his end.
"Young Master Zhou." Ning Fengzhi put away Bone Fan and said sternly, "When we met today, we hit it off quite well. If you need any help in the future, just come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to see me. As for money, you're welcome."
This has been said very clearly.
I want to win over you, and I can do whatever I want.
Zhou Qiubai smiled, clasped his fists and said, "Sect Master Ning's great love will be borne in mind by the younger generation. However, Jianghu people are used to solving problems on their own, and this kind of thing like owing favors... can be avoided if possible."
Ning Fengzhi is not angry, but appreciates it even more. "Okay, if you have the backbone, then Ning won't force it. But this sentence will always be valid. At any time, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's door is open for you."
"Thank you."
When the four of them walked out of Auction House, it was almost dusk.
"Young Master Zhou, it's getting late, why don't I, a landlord, show my kindness as a landlord and treat you to a simple meal?" Ning Fengzhi invited.
There was humility in his words, but Zhou Qiubai knew in his heart that this meal was by no means just a simple meal.
"Sect Master Ning is too serious." Zhou Qiubai clasped his fists and wanted to refuse.
"Hey~" Ning Fengzhi interrupted him with a chuckle, "It is my fate to get to know Young Master Zhou today. If you are not even willing to give me a meal, you are really looking down on Ning."
Having said that, it would be too disrespectful to refuse any more.
Zhou Qiubai glanced at Yang Guyun, who nodded slightly, seeming to indicate that he accepted the invitation.
"Then I'll bother Sect Master Ning."
"Please." Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and turned around to lead the way. Chen Xin followed him slowly, followed by Zhou Qiubai.
After not walking far, they came to a five-story pavilion.
There is a rosewood plaque hanging on the lintel, with three large characters "Seven Treasure Pavilion" written in gold letters on it.
Industry of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Zhou Qiubai took one look and understood that with Ning Fengzhi's status, he wouldn't feel at ease if he went to eat somewhere else.
Four waiters in brocade robes stood at the door. Seeing Ning Fengzhi approaching, they immediately bowed and saluted. "Sect Master."
"Arrange a private room, one facing the street." Ning Fengzhi gave casual instructions.
"Yes."
The four of them sat down, and Xiao Yao sat next to Zhou Qiubai, still with his head lowered and his hands neatly placed on his knees, looking a little reserved.
"It is disrespectful to have a simple meal." Ning Fengzhi poured tea for them personally, with smiles in his eyes.
If you can make the leader of a sect pour tea, Zhou Qiubai will feel a little proud if you tell it.
Zhou Qiubai smiled and said, "Sect Master Ning's 'meal' is more sumptuous than ordinary people's New Year's Eve dinner."
You must know that any dish here can make Heaven Dou City civilians earn Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King ten years without eating or drinking. You can imagine the value of it.
"Young Master Zhou, just like it." Ning Fengzhi responded with a smile, and the atmosphere at the table became more and more relaxed.
"Young Master Zhou has such attainments at such a young age. Who knows where he learned from?" Ning Fengzhi asked casually, as if he was making small talk.
"My master is an idler in the mountains, so it is inconvenient to mention his name." Zhou Qiubai answered accurately.
"I see, then... what are your plans for the future, Young Master? The world is a long way from here, and you need a place to stay after all."
"It doesn't matter where you go." Zhou Qiubai smiled slightly, "People in the world are used to it."
"Having said that, it's hard to stand alone." Ning Fengzhi said seriously, "Although Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is famous for the auxiliary type, he has always attached great importance to the combat type Soul Master. If you don't give up, the position of the elder of the sect within the sect will be vacant."
This has been made very clear. In Ning Fengzhi's opinion, Zhou Qiubai will definitely become Titled Douluo in the future. Such a position can naturally be left to him.
Moreover, in Ning Fengzhi's opinion, few people in the Douluo Continent can refuse such conditions.
Zhou Qiubai picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Sect Master Ning has great love." He put down the tea cup, "But this junior is used to being idle and cannot be restrained. Although the position of elder protector is good, it is not the path I want."
Rejected again.
The quiet room instantly became quiet. Chen Xin, who was sitting next to Ning Fengzhi, suddenly opened his eyes that had been half-closed.
An extremely sharp Sword Intent flashed past him, so fast it seemed like an illusion.
But Zhou Qiubai captured it.
It was a faint hint of murderous intent. Although it was very light, it was extremely pure.
If talent cannot be obtained, it must be destroyed.
This is the consensus of many major sects.
Rather than allowing a potential threat to grow, it is better to kill it as early as possible.
Chen Xin really came up with this idea.
But when he looked at Zhou Qiubai, the murderous intention in his heart slowly dissipated.
It's not intolerance, it's disdain.
He is Sword Douluo, level ninety-six Titled Douluo, and has been obsessed with Sword Dao his whole life.
Zhou Qiubai's Sword Intent made him see some possibility.
Something that he has been searching for for many years but has never been able to touch.
It would be a pity to kill such a Sword Dao genius.
And...
As swordsmen, there are certain rules that we must follow.
Ning Fengzhi noticed the change in Chen Xin's aura, frowned slightly, turned his head and glared at him deliberately.
There was no reproach in those eyes, only reminders.
Chen Xin Close your eyes again.
"Uncle Sword has a straight temper, Young Master Zhou can't be blamed." Ning Fengzhi toasted to Zhou Qiubai and apologized, "I will apologize on his behalf."
Zhou Qiubai raised a glass in reply, "Senior, you are serious."
Ning Fengzhi's "apology" is not only to appease him, but also to beat Chen Xin.
In other words, he was maintaining his dignity as the sect leader.
In the Douluo Continent, a world where the strong are respected, a sect leader with only Soul Saint would feel somewhat inferior in the face of an elder who protects the sect of Titled Douluo.
It's just that Ning Fengzhi didn't show it in front of ordinary people.
Failure to break through Soul Douluo will always be a thorn in Ning Fengzhi's heart.
But in Zhou Qiubai's opinion, the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is really clever in his methods.
"Young Master Yang." Ning Fengzhi turned to Yang Guyun, who had been silent, and smiled, "Breaking Clan with Spear Dao is famous, and Soul Breaking Spear, the predecessor of Yang Wudi, is even more famous in mainland China. Young Master Yang has achieved such achievements at such a young age, so I want to come to my family to learn from them."
Although his words were compliments, they seemed natural. Yang
Guyun put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "The family is the family, and I am me."
These words express his attitude.
Ning Fengzhi was not embarrassed. Instead, he nodded and praised, "You are ambitious. Breaking Clan will definitely be pleased if he knows that there is a person like the young master."
The topic just got sidetracked.
Chen Xin closed his eyes and rested his mind, but his mind was not on the table.
After all, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Transforming Spirit Beast he saw during the day always moved him a little.
It is almost equivalent to picking up a 100,000-year Soul Ring and Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone for free...
Such temptation is fatal to any Soul Master.