Although Ning Fengzhi knew of Qi Dao's talent, he had no intention of poaching him.
After all, Qi Dao had served under Xue Qinghe for nearly four years, and she had treated him well.
If he could still be recruited so easily, how could Ning Fengzhi dare trust him?
To Ning Fengzhi, talent mattered, but loyalty was just as indispensable!
Since he could not recruit Qi Dao, he would befriend him without hesitation!
Fortunately, Qi Dao was one of Xue Qinghe's people, which made him a natural ally of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Rongrong's mouth fell slightly open. She was no longer a child who understood nothing; she knew full well Sword Douluo's standing on the continent.
Even Sword Douluo admitted that his talent for Swordsmanship fell short of Qi Dao's. Just how terrifying must Qi Dao's talent be?
Fortunately, his talent for cultivation was ordinary. Otherwise, he would be too monstrous!
Seeing everyone's eyes turn toward him at once, Qi Dao said modestly, "You flatter me, Senior Sword Douluo. My talent for Swordsmanship is only a tiny bit better than the average person's."
Sword Douluo said evenly, "Good is good, and poor is poor. I have never heard of anyone whose talent for Swordsmanship could rival yours. Even my father could not compare."
"I cannot teach you Swordsmanship, nor am I qualified to. But we can test our insights against each other."
Joy stirred in Qi Dao's heart when he heard this.
That was exactly what he needed.
Sword Douluo's understanding of Swordsmanship might not be as deep as Qi Dao had originally imagined, but comparing their insights would surely help him a great deal.
Qi Dao smiled. "I couldn't ask for more!"
The two then left the flower-viewing pavilion.
Watching them go, Ning Fengzhi sighed