The heartless Ning Fengzhi: If I save you, what becomes of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

"Help me!

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect helps my son and me escape today, I, Tang Hao, will owe your sect an immeasurable debt!

My Clear Sky Sect will owe you a life!

Should you ever need me, even if I must plunge into boiling water and raging fire, I, Tang Hao, will never refuse!"

This was the Clear Sky Douluo who had once single-handedly fought three Titled Douluos from Spirit Hall, whose name had shaken the continent. Yet faced with death and his son's destruction...

He finally bowed his once-insufferably arrogant head and openly pleaded with Ning Fengzhi for help before hundreds of thousands of people!

In the ruins below, Tang San heard his father's desperate cry for help, and one last spark of hope suddenly flared in his eyes.

He struggled to lift his bloodstained face and looked toward the distraught Ning Rongrong nearby, roaring with the last strength left in his life:

"Rongrong!

Rongrong, for the sake of all the days and nights we spent together at Shrek...

Please! Please talk to Sect Master Ning!

Ask His Excellency Bone Douluo to save my father!

Save Xiao Wu!

I'm begging you!

Please!!"

As Tang San shouted, he slammed his forehead against the rubble-strewn ground, blood streaming freely.

Ning Rongrong trembled violently as she watched her usually proud, composed Brother San reduced to such a wretched state.

Seeing Xiao Wu barely clinging to life with Yin Changqing's hand around her throat, her tears instantly burst their banks.

"Dad!

Grandpa Bone!"

Ning Rongrong threw herself at Ning Fengzhi's feet, clutched the hem of his robe, and pleaded through wrenching sobs:

"Please save them!

Dad!

Brother San is my teammate, and Xiao Wu is my dear sister!

We lived together for so long. They're not bad people!

Dad, I'm