The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Is Shaken! Thoughts of the Perfect Son-in-Law!

Meanwhile.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, council hall.

Morning sunlight streamed through the tall glazed windows, casting patches of mottled, rainbow-colored light across the floor.

Ning Fengzhi sat in the seat of honor, holding a cup of warm tea as he reviewed several documents concerning the sect's daily affairs.

Not far to his left, Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, leaned against a pillar with his eyes closed, resting. A pale golden longsword lay across his knees.

In the chair to the right, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, sat with one leg crossed over the other as he flipped through an ancient book, looking casual and relaxed.

The two Titled Douluo often stayed in the council hall whenever they had nothing else to do, serving as both guards and companions.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the hall.

"Sect Master, a priority dispatch from the young lady in Suotuo City. It has been marked as the highest priority."

A young man dressed in gray fitted clothing strode in, dropped to one knee, and raised a sealed letter with both hands as he reported.

"Oh? An urgent letter from Rongrong? That is rare. It seems something major must have happened."

Ning Fengzhi's hand holding the teacup paused.

Urgent letters marked with the highest priority were generally used only when something significant had occurred.

He set down his tea, took the letter, broke the wax seal, and quickly scanned the contents.

The handwriting belonged to Ning Rongrong. It was somewhat messy, clearly written in great haste.

The letter gave a detailed account of everything that had happened at Shrek Academy the previous night.

At the end of the letter, she had specially added one sentence the other party had said: "The true essence of Blue Silver Grass is not