Following Xue Qinghe

"Flandre pays his respects to Sect Master Ning!"

The moment he entered the main hall, Flandre dropped to one knee and called out respectfully.

"There is no need for such formalities."

"Headmaster Flandre, what important matter brings you here?"

Ning Fengzhi waved a hand and voiced the doubts in his heart.

"Sect Master Ning, Rongrong... she has been taken away?"

Flandre did not rise and remained kneeling on the floor, though his voice was slightly choked.

"What!"

Bang!

Upon hearing the news, Ning Fengzhi's expression changed as he slammed the table and rose to his feet.

"Who was it?"

Ning Fengzhi stared fixedly at Flandre, his eyes brimming with terrifying killing intent. At the same time, his lowered hand slowly clenched into a fist.

Who did not know that Ning Rongrong was the treasured jewel of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School?

Someone had actually dared to abduct his precious daughter?

They were courting death!

Sword Douluo was no better off. The pressure of a Title Douluo spread throughout the hall as the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul faintly emerged.

"Sect Master Ning, Rongrong was taken by a group from the Xingdou Great Forest. Their leader is called Qin Feng, and I heard they also have a Title Douluo."

Flandre knelt on the floor with his head lowered, speaking through choked sobs.

Hearing that familiar name, Ning Fengzhi's pupils shrank and his heart jolted.

"Qin Feng again!"

He punched the table before him, his expression turning incomparably grim.

First, Qin Feng had severed Uncle Sword's arm, and now he had taken his precious daughter.

Did Qin Feng really think the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School was easy prey? So what if there were two Extreme Douluos? Even a rabbit would bite when cornered!

After hearing that name, Sword Douluo's breathing became heavy, and the aura around him turned chaotic.

"Uncle Sword, notify every member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School to assemble. At the same time, recruit Soul Masters from outside. Do not worry about wasting Gold Soul Coins."

As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi raised his head, a bloodthirsty glint flashing through his eyes.

Competing in numbers? The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School had plenty of people!

Competing in money? Sorry, they were the wealthiest sect on the entire continent.

"Yes."

Sword Douluo nodded solemnly, and his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

"Flandre, is this how you protected my daughter?"

After Sword Douluo left, Ning Fengzhi looked coldly at the kneeling Flandre.

If not for Shrek Academy, his precious daughter would never have fallen into danger.

"S-Sect Master Ning, I never expected something like this to happen."

Feeling Ning Fengzhi's killing intent, Flandre's heart trembled, and he hurriedly tried to explain himself.

"If Rongrong is unharmed, I can let this go. But if anything happens to Rongrong... hmph!"

With that, Ning Fengzhi flicked his sleeve and strode out of the main hall.

"Phew!"

Watching Ning Fengzhi's departing back, Flandre wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter the process, at least Shrek Academy was saved.

Meanwhile, after flying for an entire day, Qin Feng's group arrived at Tiandou City.

"Sigh! I really do miss this place a little."

Qin Feng looked at the prosperous city before him, his face full of emotion.

During the two and a half years before the system activated, he had barely left Tiandou City. It was not that he did not want to go out; the outside world was simply too dangerous, so he could only lie low.

"Let's go."

Without giving it further thought, Qin Feng stepped into Tiandou City.

The moment he entered the city, prosperity several times livelier than Martial Soul City washed over him.

Martial Soul City was, after all, the city where Spirit Hall was located. Though lively, its defenses were strict, so the vendors had to restrain themselves.

Tiandou City, on the other hand, belonged to an empire and naturally had to prioritize its citizens. Looser management was unavoidable.

"I'm hungry."

At that moment, Xiong Er's pitiful voice came from beside him.

"Come on, let's eat."

Qin Feng rubbed his stomach and realized that he was hungry as well, so he decided to eat first.

After all, besides earning Shock Value, the greatest pleasure of this trip was eating, drinking, and having fun.

Qin Feng's group then casually found a roadside stall.

While waiting for their food, Qin Feng suddenly heard a commotion in the distance.

"What's going on?"

Qin Feng turned toward the sound.

He saw a carriage bearing the banner of the Tiandou Imperial Family slowly approaching from not far away.

The pedestrians on the road quickly moved aside, their eyes filled with reverence as they looked at the carriage.

"The Tiandou Imperial Family..."

Qin Feng murmured to himself, wondering who was sitting inside the carriage.

"Boss, who's riding in there?"

Qin Feng looked curiously at the stall owner beside him, who was busy stir-frying dishes.

"That seems to be the carriage of the Second Prince, Xue Qinghe."

The stall owner carefully examined the approaching carriage before speaking slowly after a moment of thought.

"Xue Qinghe? Isn't that Qian Renxue?"

Qin Feng's eyes lit up at those words, and an evil idea arose in his heart.

"You all eat first. Brother Qiang, come with me."

With that, Qin Feng stood up and followed behind the carriage bearing the Tiandou Imperial Family's banner.

Although Bald Qiang was somewhat confused, he still stood up and followed Qin Feng closely.

"What's going on?"

Xiong Er and Dajin were both bewildered as they watched the sneaky Qin Feng and Bald Qiang. Hadn't they agreed to eat? Why had they suddenly started playing at stalking people again?

"Brother Xiong, they left. Who's going to pay?"

At that moment, Dajin suddenly remembered something and quietly leaned close to Xiong Er's ear.

"That's right!"

Hearing that, Xiong Er slapped his thigh and inwardly realized that things were bad.

With the speed at which the two of them ate, the dishes would probably be wiped clean the moment they arrived. Wouldn't it be awkward if they had no money to pay afterward?

As a bear with standards, could he really dine and dash?

"Dajin, you eat first. I'll be right back."

Xiong Er glanced at the fragrant dishes, then painfully turned around and chased after Qin Feng in the direction he had left.

Seeing this, Dajin was just about to follow when he met the roadside stall owner's death glare.

"Ah... hahaha, I just wanted to use the restroom."

Dajin gave an awkward laugh and could only sit back down helplessly.

Looking at Xiong Er's departing back, he silently shed tears.

Hadn't they agreed to be brothers in hardship together? Why had Xiong Er run off?

"Your Highness, what are we doing?"

Meanwhile, Bald Qiang, who was following behind the carriage, looked utterly confused.

If it had been a princess, then fine, stalking her was one thing. Maybe His Highness was into that sort of thing. But this was the prince of an empire—he could not understand it.

Could His Highness be into princes?

At the thought, he could not help shuddering and silently put some distance between himself and Qin Feng.

"You wouldn't understand."

Qin Feng had no idea what Bald Qiang was thinking. He shook his head and did not intend to explain.

There were too many people here, after all. If someone heard that the Second Prince of the Tiandou Empire was being impersonated by someone from Spirit Hall, wouldn't that cause an uproar?

"Baldy, wait for me!"

Just then, an urgent voice rang out.

Qin Feng did not need to think to know who it was. But why had Xiong Er followed them instead of staying to eat?