Tang San stole Grandmaster's hidden weapons
Yu Xiaogang had only been gone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for half an hour.
Ning Rongrong came back.
When she stepped across the threshold of the main hall
Ning Fengzhi was sitting in the main seat discussing the Hidden Weapon weapons with Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
"Dad!"
Ning Rongrong rushed in.
"Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa."
Ning Fengzhi looked up and smiled at her, "Rongrong is back."
Bone Douluo flashed to Ning Rongrong's side and picked her up, "Oh dear, my little Rongrong is back!"
"How were things? Did you get bullied outside? Bone Grandpa will go and teach him a lesson for you."
Ning Fengzhi laughed upon hearing this, "Uncle Gu, you and Uncle Jian spoil him too much. It's good enough that she doesn't bully others; who would dare to bully her?"
Ning Rongrong raised an eyebrow.
"Dad, what are you saying!"
Am I that kind of person?
"I was planning to surprise you, but since that's the case, let's forget about it."
Ning Fengzhi's tone softened upon hearing the two familiar words.
"Dad is wrong. How could our Rongrong be that kind of person?"
Ning Rongrong snorted, "That's more like it."
Ning Rongrong got off the ancient Douluo, walked to the center of the hall, spread her hands at her sides, and summoned the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda from her palms.
"Look."
The small tower spun around in her palm.
Counting the glazed tiles on the tower layer by layer, there are nine layers.
"What!"
"Nine-colored, nine-tiered! Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
The expressions on the three people's faces froze instantly.
"This is what you call a surprise."
"This is truly the biggest surprise."
Ning Rongrong put the tower away, reached into her Storage Soul Tool, and took out several Hidden Weapon, placing them one by one on the table: Sleeve Arrows, Sand-Containing Shadow, and Godly Zhuge Crossbow.
She looked up. "Father, I also brought back some things. They should be helpful to the sect and greatly increase the safety of the disciples."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, feeling genuinely gratified.
"It's amazing that Rongrong has such an idea. Good."
He lowered his head, his gaze falling on the Hidden Weapon on the table, and froze.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong also came over to take a look.
All three fell silent.
Chen Xin picked up the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, flipped it over, and then put it down.
"Rongrong, where did these things come from?"
Ning Rongrong said, "It was a classmate named Tang San who brought it out. He said he made it himself, and that it came from the Tang Sect."
Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment.
He reached into his Storage Soul Tool with his right hand, felt around, and pulled out a set of Hidden Weapon, which he neatly arranged on the table.
The Sleeve Arrows, the Sand-Containing Shadow, the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, and the Back-Mounted Flower Crossbow —they were exactly the same as the ones Ning Rongrong had taken out.
Ning Rongrong looked down at the two sets of Hidden Weapon, her mouth agape.
She looked up, blinked, and stared at Ning Fengzhi's face, completely bewildered.
"Dad, how come these are exactly the same? How did you get such a weapon?"
Ning Fengzhi said, "Grandmaster and Ye Lin came by just now. Grandmaster came to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to do business and sold five hundred sets of these weapons."
Ning Rongrong stood there, and after hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, she suddenly felt a darkness before her eyes.
She mentally launched an attack on Tang San.
"Tang San, you son of a bitch! I actually believed your nonsense."
"I've never seen such a shameless person. Copying Grandmaster's techniques is one thing, but..."
"Now they even copy the Grandmaster's weapons, and shamelessly claim that they made them themselves."
"How can I have never seen such a shameless person? I really am."
"Fuck you! I've never seen such a shameless person."
Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong's face, which was alternating between pale and flushed, and his brows twitched.
"Rongrong, what's wrong?"
Ning Rongrong snapped out of her daze and forced a smile.
"It's nothing. I just feel like I've been scammed."
She paused for a moment, then pointed to the two sets of Hidden Weapon on the table.
He said he forged the weapon.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo exchanged a glance.
Chen Xin spoke first, then took out the Godly Zhuge Crossbow for a closer look.
That's absolutely impossible.
"It's possible that the Grandmaster has been thinking about this for many years."
"How could a mere kid like him have so many?"
Ning Fengzhi nodded, agreeing.
"According to what you said, he studied with Ye Lin and the Grandmaster at the Nuoding Academy when he was six years old."
"Then it's obvious where these things came from."
"Tang San is a shameless thief."
Tang San stood before the gate of the Strength Clan, glancing up at the plaque above the gate that bore the character "Power."
A sense of familiarity arose spontaneously.
"First, we'll take the old slaves of the Li clan under our control to strengthen our fighting power and establish a basic Tang Sect."
"Since we haven't obtained the original resources, let's establish the Tang Sect first."
"The sooner we establish and develop Hidden Weapon, the greater the Tang Family Army's combat effectiveness will be in future wars."
Tang San withdrew his gaze and took a step towards the door.
Two guards came out of the gatehouse and blocked his way, one on the left and one on the right. The one on the left looked him up and down and spoke in a harsh tone.
What do you do?
Tang San glanced at him. "I'm here to find Tai Tan."
The security guard paused, exchanged a glance with the man next to him, then looked away, his voice even louder than before.
"How dare you address the clan leader by his given name? Who are you?"
Tang San raised his left hand.
The Clear Sky Hammer emerged from his palm, its black body appearing, and at that moment, the surrounding air suddenly became heavy.
"Seeing this, I don't need to say anything more, right?"
Both security guards widened their eyes simultaneously.
"Clear Sky Hammer! You're from the Clear Sky Sect!"
"You wait! I'll go and report to the clan chief right away!"
A moment later, Tai Tan emerged from inside.
He ran to the door, his gaze landing on Tang San's face, and his brows furrowed.
"Are you from the Clear Sky Sect?"
"So what if that's the case? My Strength Clan has long since broken away from the Clear Sky Sect."
"It has absolutely no connection with the Clear Sky Sect anymore."
Tang San snorted.
"What if it's related to Tang Hao?"
Tai Tan's expression changed.
He stared at Tang San's face for two breaths.
"What do you mean?"
Tang San said, "I am Tang Hao's son, Tang San."
Tai Tan's pupils contracted sharply.
He had previously acknowledged Tang Hao as his master, so Tang San would naturally be considered the young master.
He stared at Tang San's face for a long while, then looked around to make sure no one else had noticed before turning around and waving his hand towards the door.
"Come in!"
Tai Tan led Tang San into the Strength Clan, and the heavy gate closed.
"No one is to enter without my permission!"