Ning Fengzhi had even prepared himself to invest another ten or twenty years.
But he had never imagined that the surprise would come so suddenly, without the slightest warning.
Could it be... that mysterious Ge Duo had truly found a way to take the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda a step further, perhaps even... touch that forbidden threshold?
Like wildfire, the thought instantly swept through Ning Fengzhi's heart, making the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—known for his calm and refined demeanor—catch his breath for a moment.
But he was Ning Fengzhi, after all, the leader of a vast sect. Ecstasy surged up like a tide, only to be forcibly suppressed by his powerful reason. He could not rush. He could not throw himself into disorder.
What if it was merely a routine research matter? What if there had only been a new discovery that required Rongrong's cooperation to verify?
It was too early to be happy.
He slowly set his teacup down on the table. The faint tremble at his fingertips had already subsided, and his usual gentle composure returned to his face. Yet the sudden gleam deep in his eyes could not be concealed.
He looked toward Bone Douluo Gu Rong beside him, whose eyes had likewise lit up as though he could barely remain seated, and said evenly, "Uncle Bone, I'll have to trouble you to take Rongrong to the Icefire Yin Yang Well tomorrow."
Gu Rong slapped his thigh and boomed, "No problem! Leave it to me! I want to see what that woman can come up with this time!"
His eyes flashed brightly. There was immense anticipation for the possible fulfillment of the sect's long-cherished wish, along with a trace of scrutiny toward Ge Duo. This had better not end in empty joy!
Watching