Ning Fengzhi arrived quickly.
Even faster than Di Yao had expected.
That afternoon, a carriage from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect slowly came to a stop outside the temporary outpost on the outskirts of Sunset Forest.
Ning Fengzhi wore refined white robes and held a Jade Staff, his face still bearing a gentle smile.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood at his side, his expression cool.
Ning Rongrong followed behind them.
Compared to their last meeting, she was clearly much quieter.
But when she saw Di Yao, a trace of defiance still flashed through her eyes.
Di Yao sat inside the room and did not rise.
Not because he was putting on airs.
His chest injury had not healed, and there was no need to stand.
Hu Liena stood behind him, watching the Seven Treasures group with cold eyes.
She did not have much goodwill toward Seven Treasures.
Especially after Ning Rongrong had been humiliated by Di Yao with an account book last time. Though she had restrained herself somewhat, her spoiled young lady temper remained.
When Ning Fengzhi saw Di Yao's pale complexion, his gaze shifted slightly.
"Looks like the rumors were true."
Di Yao raised his eyes. "Which one?"
Ning Fengzhi said gently, "Tang Hao made a move."
Di Yao's tone was calm. "I didn't die."
Sword Douluo glanced at him, his voice cool. "How did it feel to take a blow from the Clear Sky Hammer?"
The atmosphere in the room instantly turned cold.
Hu Liena's gaze sharpened at once.
She was about to speak when Di Yao answered first.
"Next time, I'll let him have a taste too."
Sword Douluo's brow twitched slightly.
Ning Rongrong could not help looking at Di Yao.
She thought this man was completely insane.
That was Tang Hao.
The Clear Sky