The Strength Clan's destruction was like a colossal boulder crashing into a lake whose surface had seemed calm despite the currents swirling beneath. Ripples spread in an instant across Heaven Dou City and even to forces far beyond it.
In less than half an hour, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's informants had delivered a detailed report to Ning Fengzhi's desk.
The Strength Clan's stronghold had been reduced to ruins. Not a single member of the clan had survived—not even its old patriarch, Tai Tan, a Soul Douluo.
The identity of the attacker remained a mystery, but all signs pointed to the recently taken-over Dao Seeking Academy and the enigmatic master of the Zhao Residence behind it.
Ning Fengzhi's hand paused slightly as he held his teacup. Fine ripples spread across the tea.
He remained silent for a long time, replaying Gu Rong's humiliation as he was stripped naked and tossed into the palace square, Chen Xin's assessment that the man was "at least level ninety-seven," and the gates of the Zhao Residence that had remained firmly shut to him.
"Prepare a generous gift." His voice was a little hoarse. "I'll visit the Dao Seeking Academy in person."
Some time later, Ning Fengzhi arrived at the newly renovated Dao Seeking Academy with a substantial gift.
The two characters "Dao Seeking" on the gate lintel were written with forceful strokes, their restrained sheen catching the morning light.
He presented his calling card, his manner humble to the point of deference.
However, the gatekeeper merely took it as a matter of routine. A short while later, he came back with an apologetic look and replied, "Sect Master Ning, my master says... he isn't here today."
Ning Fengzhi's smile stiffened, but he quickly composed himself and said warmly:
"No matter. I'll come another