I Only Have Ning Ze as My Brother!

Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes. When she opened them again, the emotions in them had already settled.

"Fine. I'll go with you."

Xiao Wu wiped away her tears and nodded as well. "I'm leaving too!"

Tang San panicked at once, dragging his injured arms as he reached forward a few steps.

"Xiao Wu! You can't leave! Are you really going to abandon Third Brother?"

Ning Ze stepped in front of him, showing him no courtesy at all.

"Abandon you? Pah! Xiao Wu was being bullied, yet you didn't help her. You even sided with outsiders and forced her to admit fault and accept punishment! What kind of Third Brother are you? Get lost!"

Xiao Wu stopped and looked back at Tang San one last time. The eyes that had once brimmed with admiration now held only coldness.

"Tang San, you're not my Third Brother!"

"The Third Brother I knew would risk his life to protect me. He wouldn't force me to bow to injustice!"

"From now on, I only have Ning Ze as my brother!"

Tang San's face turned white as paper. His throat sweetened, and he nearly vomited blood on the spot.

Dai Mubai also grew anxious and shouted hoarsely, "Zhu Zhuqing! Are you really going to give up your family? Give up our future?"

Zhu Zhuqing paused, turning her face slightly to the side. Her voice was so cold that it carried no warmth at all.

"You're not worthy of making me wait. I'll fight for my own future, and I'll avenge myself!"

With that, she walked over to Ning Ze's side.

The three girls gathered around Ning Ze.

Only then did Flender come back to his senses, trembling with rage.

He had recruited five little monsters this year, and now four of them were leaving at once!

If word got out, Shrek would become the laughingstock of the entire continent!

Boom—

The aura of a level seventy-eight Battle Soul Saint erupted in full.

Flender stepped in front of the four, his face twisting slightly.

"No one is leaving today! Do you think Shrek is some marketplace? You come when you want and leave when you want? Stay right here, all of you!"

Hearing that, Ning Ze merely smiled faintly.

"Stop us?"

"Flender, open your dog eyes and take a good look. Rongrong and I are members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"If you dare lay even a finger on us today, then within three days, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword and Bone Titled Douluo will personally arrive in Suotuo City."

"They'll uproot this lousy Shrek of yours. Then it won't be found anywhere on the continent."

"Are you sure you can stop us?"

The moment those words were spoken, Flender's aura deflated on the spot.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Two Titled Douluo.

Rich enough to rival nations, the number one sect in the world.

He was only a Soul Saint. If he truly tried to detain them by force today, let alone two Titled Douluo, even one would be enough to reduce Shrek to ashes.

He could not afford to provoke them.

Ning Ze then led the three away without looking back, walking straight out through Shrek's gates.

Inside the sect's council hall, sandalwood incense still lingered in the air.

Ning Fengzhi sat upright in the seat of honor.

The two elderly men seated on either side possessed completely different temperaments.

The man on the left wore white robes and had silver hair. His face was as cold as ancient frozen steel, and he stood with his hands behind his back, eyes closed in quiet rest. He was Chen Xin, the continent's number one attack-type Titled Douluo, the Sword Douluo.

The man on the right was as thin as a skeleton, with deeply sunken eye sockets. Yet a dim glint shone in his eyes. He was Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo.

"Report—!"

A steward rushed in, clutching a letter sealed with black-gold wax. He bowed and presented it. "Reporting to the Sect Master! An urgent letter has arrived from the Suotuo City branch, personally written by Young Master Ning Ze!"

"Ning Ze?"

Ning Fengzhi set down his teacup, a faint smile appearing on his face. As he opened the letter, he spoke to the two old men.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, look."

"That child Ning Ze has always been steady in everything he does. He had only just completed enrollment at that Shrek place, and he was already thinking of sending word back to assure the sect that he was safe."

"Rongrong is quite hot-tempered, but with Ning Ze by her side to keep her in check, I truly have no worries."

Chen Xin opened his eyes and, rare for him, smiled as he stroked his silver beard.

"Though Ning Ze is young, he conducts himself with maturity. With him protecting Rongrong, this old man can rest easy."

Gu Rong slapped the armrest, his booming voice deafening.

"Hahaha! Of course! I said long ago that sending the two children out to gain experience together wouldn't cause any trouble!"

As the hall filled with cheer, Ning Fengzhi casually tore open the letter. His gaze swept across the first few lines—and his smile instantly vanished, half his face turning iron-blue.

The air in the hall suddenly turned cold.

"Hmm?!"

Chen Xin and Gu Rong's expressions changed at the same time.

Gu Rong shot to his feet.

"Fengzhi! What happened?! What does the letter say?! Did Rongrong and Ning Ze suffer some grievance?!"

"Tell me who it was! Which blind bastard dared touch people from our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?! I'll tear him apart alive right now!"

To Gu Rong, Ning Ze and Ning Rongrong were the apples of his eye. If either of them lost a single hair within the sect, he would ache over it for days.

If they had truly been bullied outside, it would hurt him worse than having his flesh carved away.

Chen Xin did not roar, but the Seven Kill Sword Intent of his level ninety-seven Peak Titled Douluo pressed down until the skies above the entire hall changed color. Sword cries shook the heavens.

"Fengzhi." Chen Xin's voice was icy. "What exactly happened?"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, slapped the letter onto the table, and gritted his teeth.

"Outrageous! That pathetic Shrek, hiding in some poor farming village! That Flender who calls himself the dean, a mere level seventy-eight Soul Saint, publicly humiliated and punished Rongrong and Ning Ze over fabricated charges!"

"Ning Ze had fought four against one in an upright manner and swept the entire field, yet they not only refused to stop, they became even more excessive. They forced Rongrong, who had clearly done nothing wrong, to run ten kilometers as punishment! They even threatened to expel them from the academy!"

Boom—!!

A murderous aura exploded from Gu Rong's body, his eyes turning blood-red.

"Bastard! A mere Soul Saint ant dared shit on the head of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"

"You dared make my precious children suffer such humiliation?! Chen Xin, don't stop me! I'm heading to Suotuo City right now to wipe out that rotten academy in one go!"

Killing intent blazed in Chen Xin's eyes. His Seven Kill Sword Intent soared into the sky, and he snorted coldly as he prepared to rise.

"I'll go too. Anyone who dared insult the direct line of our sect would see Shrek erased from the continent today!"

Seeing that the two fiercely protective old men were truly about to tear through Suotuo City, Ning Fengzhi quickly rubbed his brow and stopped them loudly. "Uncle Sword! Uncle Bone! Let me finish first!"

He picked up the letter, his tone easing somewhat, though unconcealed delight remained within it.

"Ning Ze said in the letter that they didn't suffer any losses."

"Ning Ze withdrew from the academy on the spot and even took two other talented students with him when he left!"

Gu Rong and Chen Xin exchanged a glance, and only then did the Soul Power around them subside slightly.

"Withdrew?! Good! Excellent!"

Gu Rong spat to the side, his gaunt face full of satisfaction.

"Hahaha! That rotten academy isn't worth attending anyway!"

Chen Xin nodded as well, approval in his eyes. "Decisive in action. As expected of someone from our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

After praising him, Gu Rong asked again, "Where are they now? I'll immediately send the finest convoy to pick them up!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression turned solemn as he pointed at the latter half of the letter.

"They are temporarily staying in Suotuo City. However, Ze'er noticed that a dangerous high-level expert seems to be lurking in secret around Shrek."

"To ensure Rongrong and her companions' safety, he specifically requested... that one of you uncles personally go to Suotuo City to receive them."

"A high-level expert?"

A chill flashed through both Gu Rong and Chen Xin's eyes.

For the steady and confident Ning Ze to use the highest-priority letter to request that a Titled Douluo act personally, the person lurking in the shadows was certainly no simple figure.

"What is there to discuss? I'll go!"

Gu Rong spoke before Chen Xin could, patting his shriveled chest as he laughed wildly.

"I'll tear through space and head over now. I'll reach Suotuo City within half a day! Let's see which sneaky mutt dares set his sights on the old man's precious children!"

Chen Xin pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Very well. Your spatial movement is indeed faster than my sword flight."

Before his words had even faded, Gu Rong stomped his foot. A dark nether rift tore open in the void, and his entire body turned into a streak of ghostly light that vanished into it.