Ning Fengzhi smiled. "You're most welcome."
Nezha silently observed Ning Fengzhi from the side.
As expected of the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the continent's foremost powers, he was flawless in his dealings with others—kind and gentle without overstepping any boundaries, leaving no fault to be found.
He took the initiative to show goodwill, yet it did not seem deliberate. Everything came naturally, like an elder caring for a junior.
After several rounds of conversation, Xiao Wu's impression of Ning Fengzhi had become exceptionally favorable. Calling him "Senior Ning" came easily to her.
Nezha also wore the demeanor of a junior, but inwardly, he was calculating.
Ning Fengzhi's appearance here today could not have been merely to drink tea and chat.
With his status as the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, whom could he not meet? Yet he had specifically gone through Qian Renxue to arrange a meeting with a thirteen-year-old boy at the Crown Prince's Residence?
That alone was a signal.
Ning Fengzhi had taken a liking to his talent.
In the original story, Ning Fengzhi had treated Tang San the same way, using every opportunity to draw closer to him in order to find the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a future Battle Soul Master to rely on.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was a support Martial Soul. No matter how strong a support-type Soul Master was, they still needed someone standing in front of them. Thus, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had an unwritten rule—the spouses of sect disciples had to be Battle Soul Masters.
Ning Fengzhi was picking out a son-in-law for himself.
No, Nezha reconsidered. Ning Rongrong was still at Shrek Academy, so she was probably following a route similar to the original story.