Watching the Star Luo delegation leave, Ning Fengzhi cupped his hands toward Golden Crocodile Douluo once more. "Thank you for your assistance, Your Holiness. I will visit another day to express my gratitude."
"Mm." Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded slightly, then looked at Sasuke. "Sasuke is both a genius of the Soul Master World and Ranmo's only blood relative. Sasuke and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect should stand together with our Spirit Hall!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled and exchanged a few more pleasantries before Golden Crocodile Douluo left.
Once he confirmed that no one else was around, Ning Fengzhi could no longer suppress his smile. Well, if Sasuke had not still been sitting on the ground in a daze, he would already have burst out laughing.
He had sent Sasuke to the Star Luo Empire, and guess what happened?
Two years later, Sasuke came back—and bam, he was a Titled Douluo!
His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect now had three Douluos, and every last one was a Super Douluo!
Where else could anyone find such a wonderful stroke of luck?
Ning Fengzhi felt incredibly fortunate that he had taken the risk of sending Sasuke to the Star Luo Empire back then.
Otherwise, how could Sasuke have become a Super Douluo at thirteen or fourteen?!
Sword Douluo sighed. Seeing Ning Fengzhi struggle to suppress his grin, he silently waved a hand, then walked over to Sasuke and patted his shoulder in comfort.
Ning Fengzhi immediately understood what Sword Douluo meant. With Sword Douluo's Soul Power barrier blocking the sound, he openly burst into laughter behind Sasuke. All he lacked was a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
The Star Luo Empire.
With Spirit Hall deliberately fanning the flames, news that Orochimaru was suspected of being an Evil Soul Master who had