Perhaps This Was What It Meant to Be the Big Shot

(Second update)

Ning Fengzhi took Ning Rongrong's hand and walked over to Yang Ming and the others. A refined, amiable smile rested on his handsome middle-aged face, giving people the feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

"Hello, children of Shrek Academy."

As the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi was a renowned figure throughout the Heaven Dou Empire—no, throughout the entire Douluo Continent. Now that they were meeting such a big shot, aside from a few exceptional students like Yang Ming, everyone else was more or less uneasy and hurriedly greeted him with reserved bows.

"Greetings, Sect Master Ning."

"Hello, Uncle Ning."

Due to the varying closeness of their relationships, everyone addressed him differently.

"You don't need to be so formal." Ning Fengzhi maintained his usual smile regardless of whom he faced. "You are all Rongrong's classmates. This isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; I'm merely an ordinary father here. Just treat me as an ordinary elder."

Though he said that, one could never go wrong with being courteous, so everyone still appeared somewhat restrained.

Hearing Yang Ming address him as "Uncle Ning," Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling that it was a little distant. But surely he could not ask the young man to call him father-in-law?

After all, nothing had even begun between Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong yet.

Ning Fengzhi patted Yang Ming's shoulder and said meaningfully:

"Yang Ming, you did exceptionally well in today's match. I was right to think highly of you. Defeating seven opponents by yourself in less than ten seconds—such a match may well be unprecedented and never repeated, destined to be recorded in history. Even His Majesty thinks highly of you. I hope you will keep striving, reach ever greater heights, and not