Ning Fengzhi's Thoughts

"Are you referring to... His Highness Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire?" Dongfang Yu asked.

Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly. It was no longer much of a secret. "It seems you know about him, little brother Dongfang."

Dongfang Yu smiled. "His Highness Xue Qinghe is renowned far and wide. I was fortunate enough to meet him once several years ago, but I have longed for another opportunity to see him ever since."

"Oh... then I should introduce you properly." Ning Fengzhi said.

They were currently cooperating with Spirit Hall and had a good relationship. It would naturally be even better if he could do a favor for the Pope's disciple.

"Little brother, if I am not mistaken, you are level forty-eight now, correct?" Gu Rong interjected.

Dongfang Yu did not deny it. "That is correct. Senior Gu did not misjudge."

Ning Fengzhi sighed with emotion. "The future will belong to you young people."

Dongfang Yu merely smiled and did not respond.

Gu Rong shook his head slightly. "With your talent, barring any accidents, becoming a Titled Douluo is only a matter of time."

"It is all thanks to my teacher's excellent guidance." Dongfang Yu remained very respectful toward Bibi Dong in front of outsiders.

"Sect Master Ning, what happened to Miss Ning after what occurred last time?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly. "That girl has been spoiled by me. She has been throwing tantrums at me these past few days."

"Would you like me to explain things to her again?" Dongfang Yu asked sincerely.

"No, there is no need." Ning Fengzhi declined his goodwill.

Afterward, under Ning Fengzhi's arrangements, Dongfang Yu followed a servant to a guest room to rest.

Once he had left, Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi both fell into deep thought.

Half an hour passed.