"Hmph! What could that old sword bastard possibly accomplish? He'd better not go and die halfway there!"
Those were merely Gu Rong's angry words.
Why was he being left out when they were going to capture someone?
Could it be that Gu Rong was somehow inferior to that dead sword bastard?
"Enough, Uncle Gu. Let's just wait here. If you're really bored, you can play a few rounds of chess with me."
Ning Fengzhi helplessly rubbed his forehead. His two uncles...
They fought when they met, and they fought even when they did not.
In short, neither of them thought much of the other.
"With Sword Uncle's strength, nothing should go wrong on this trip. I must have been overthinking it."
Ning Fengzhi reassured himself inwardly.
His eyelid had been twitching wildly just now. It was probably because he had been under too much pressure lately and was exhausted.
Meanwhile, in Heaven Dou City.
Chen Xin stood atop the Seven Kill Sword, his expression indifferent as he looked down at the courtyard below.
In the courtyard below, Lu Li reclined in a rocking chair, a teacup in hand. Listening to Dragon One's report, he leisurely took a sip of tea.
"Master, a level ninety-six Title Douluo. He's the one we encountered at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy during the day."
Dragon One was concealed in the shadows, but his spiritual power had long since enveloped the area around the residence.
The moment Chen Xin approached the estate, Dragon One had already detected him.
"Chen Xin. So it really is him."
Lu Li greatly admired Sword Douluo Chen Xin's feat in the original story, where he had single-handedly endured the siege of four Title Douluo for the sake of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
But admiration was ultimately just admiration.
He