"Uncle Jian, you're a Battle Soul Master too. Can you understand what he meant?"
Ning Fengzhi turned to Sword Douluo and asked.
"..."
"Yes."
"Fengzhi, you've been doing business for so long that you've forgotten you're a Soul Master."
"What Qin Qi conveyed in this letter wasn't just information, but a Soul Master's fighting spirit!"
"Qin Qi will either win or lose on this trip. If he wins, we'll share in his victory. If he loses, we'll perish alongside him."
Sword Douluo fell silent for a long time, torn between going to Spirit City with the others and staying behind to protect Ning Fengzhi.
His indecision did not last long. Sword Douluo stood and walked over to Yu Yuanzhen.
"Is there some secret code in this letter?!"
"Did you arrange this with that brat Qin Qi beforehand? The moment you saw the letter, you'd launch a surprise attack on Spirit Hall!"
Ning Fengzhi picked up the letter and examined it inside and out once more, but he could find no hidden meaning in it.
"Great Sect Master Ning, I'm going too. For the sake of the good relationship between my Yanyan and your young lady..."
"And for the sake of my fighting to the death without retreating, please take good care of her if I die."
Dugu Bo shook his head and walked over to Yu Yuanzhen as well. He, too, intended to go to Spirit City for a fight to the death.
"No, but why?!"
"Stop speaking in riddles! Explain exactly why!"
Ning Fengzhi felt as though he was falling apart. All his life, he had been the one tormenting others with riddles.
This was the first time anyone had tormented him this way, and he now felt from the bottom of his heart that people who spoke in