Bone Douluo never expected the other party to come to the Seven Treasure Pavilion.
Chen Xin couldn't help bursting into laughter.
"Old Bone, look at your legs trembling."
Gu Rong's old face reddened.
"Mind your own business. If you've got the guts, go try it yourself. See if he breaks your sword!"
Gu Yuena's strength was unfathomable. He was a level ninety-five Titled Douluo, after all. Even facing a level ninety-seven Titled Douluo, he shouldn't have been knocked flat with a single punch.
Gu Yuena had needed only one punch.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi naturally stepped forward to ask what they needed.
"Young Master Shen! Young Madam!" Ning Fengzhi bowed in greeting. "I'm the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the owner of the Seven Treasure Pavilion. May I ask what you two need? I can make everything here complimentary!"
"And I'd also like to apologize for what Rongrong did earlier."
Ning Fengzhi's groveling attitude left many people utterly stunned.
A flicker passed through Shen Qingling's eyes, but he didn't take it to heart.
"We don't really care. Just keep your own people in line. If you can't keep them under control, next time, heads will roll!"
It was a warning. If they kept acting without any regard for the rules, Shen Qingling wouldn't mind personally stepping in to teach them a lesson.
His tone was calm, as though he were merely making conversation, but Ning Fengzhi took his words to heart. Who knew just how powerful this Young Madam's husband really was?
"Yes, Young Master Shen is right!" Ning Fengzhi replied, nodding repeatedly.
Gu Yuena didn't say a word the entire time. She merely glanced at Gu Rong, and he was so frightened he nearly wet himself.
The memory was still fresh in his mind.