Ning Fengzhi Arrived!

A little while later, Yu Xiaogang and Flender walked out of the Heavenly Secrets Tower.

Both wore rather grim expressions.

Zhao Wuji looked toward them, a hint of hope in his eyes as he asked, "How did it go? Did you reach an agreement?"

Flender shook his head lightly, his expression sour.

"Dean, you have to buy our freedom!"

Zhao Wuji sounded disappointed.

"Don't worry. I'll do everything I can to get you out!"

"But you've stirred up trouble as vast as the heavens this time!"

"We'll have to think this through carefully!"

Flender offered reassurance, but inwardly, he was at sixes and sevens.

After some thought, he said to Yu Xiaogang, "Let's go back and discuss what to do about this!"

Yu Xiaogang said nothing, but his face was dark.

This was the first time someone had treated him with such contempt, and it stung.

Before long, the two had walked some distance away.

"Xiaogang, tell me the truth. Where did you get that token?"

Flender had noticed earlier that the token was no ordinary object.

"An old acquaintance gave it to me."

"I never expected him to refuse to honor it!"

Yu Xiaogang spoke furiously.

"What do you plan to do?"

"Should we go to Spirit Hall in Suotuo City and ask them to deal with that fellow?"

Flender suggested.

They had no good options at present. If all else failed, this would be their only course.

"How about this? Let's go to Spirit Hall first and ask whether they know of someone like him."

"Let's look into his background first!"

At those words, Yu Xiaogang considered it and decided against acting rashly.

"All right."

Flender nodded slightly, feeling that this was the more prudent approach.

The two immediately headed toward Spirit Hall.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Inside the lavish, luxurious main hall, crystal lamps floated overhead, their light reflected in a glittering spectacle across the polished marble floor.

A middle-aged man in a well-fitted white robe, his bearing elegant and unrestrained, was walking out of the hall, intending to take a stroll through the garden.

He was Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

A figure hurried back from outside.

"Sect Master!"

The returning figure was Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who nodded in greeting to Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Gu, you're back. How is Rongrong?"

Ning Fengzhi asked with a faint smile.

"Rongrong has been detained!"

Bone Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi as he spoke.

He had received this news on his way back to the sect. Shocked, he had rushed home as fast as he could.

"What?!"

"Who had the gall to detain my daughter?"

"And what did Rongrong do to get herself detained?"

Ning Fengzhi was both stunned and shocked, unable to quite take it in.

Bone Douluo immediately recounted what had happened in Suotuo City.

"There are people like that in this world?!"

Ning Fengzhi sounded surprised.

"Yes, but his aura was highly unusual. I suspect he's a Douluo!"

"Before I left, I repeatedly warned Rongrong not to cause trouble. That girl probably didn't listen, angered him, and got herself detained!"

Bone Douluo spoke with some apprehension.

"Never mind. We'll leave for Suotuo City at once!"

"Have Uncle Jian come with us!"

Ning Fengzhi made his decision immediately.

"Well... we should always have a Douluo guarding the sect. If old Jian comes with us, I'm afraid there'll be no one left to watch over it!"

Bone Douluo sounded a little worried.

"At a time like this, we can't worry about all that!"

"We must bring Rongrong back this time, and we must find out who this man really is!"

Ning Fengzhi could no longer spare a thought for anything else. For the sake of his precious daughter, the sect's interests would have to be set aside.

Two days later.

Outside the Heavenly Secrets Tower, Zhao Wuji and Shrek's five students stood beside the entrance, serving as attendants, all looking rather embarrassed.

The dean had been gone for two days, and it seemed he still hadn't found a way to rescue them.

If this continued, who knew when it would end?

"Teacher Zhao, why hasn't the dean come to rescue us yet?"

After these two days, Ning Rongrong was beginning to struggle. Her back and waist ached, and she spoke with a mournful expression.

"Well... perhaps he's still trying to find a way!"

Zhao Wuji was at a loss for words, and anger stirred within him too.

Had that old bastard Flender stopped caring whether they lived or died?

If Flender didn't rescue them, there probably wouldn't be anyone else who could!

Dai Mubai and Tang San were both rather furious. Who could have imagined that the master of the Heavenly Secrets Tower would be so difficult to deal with?

Had they known it would turn out like this, they would never have offended him.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, but both looked grim.

Suddenly, a group hurried toward them. The man at the front wore a white robe and carried himself with extraordinary presence, every inch a sect master.

Two others followed him, both possessing profound auras.

One of them was Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"Rongrong!"

The man leading them called out when he saw Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong looked up, her large eyes instantly brightening as she exclaimed, "Dad, you're finally here!"

"And Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Jian!"

"I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"

Ning Rongrong sounded delighted, her manner turning rather docile.

Ning Fengzhi reached out and stroked Ning Rongrong's head, looking her over from head to toe. Seeing that she appeared unharmed, he couldn't help asking, "That Mr. Li didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed slightly. "Dad, what are you thinking? He wouldn't dare!"

Only then did Ning Fengzhi fully breathe a sigh of relief. He nodded slightly and said, "You're not allowed to be naughty again!"

With that, he glanced at the others around them.

Zhao Wuji was staring at him, his eyes widening in apparent disbelief. After taking a closer look, however, he cupped his hands courteously. "I never expected the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to grace us with his presence. Zhao Wuji pays his respects!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at him. "And you are?"

"I am Zhao Wuji, Vice Dean of Shrek Academy, a rank seventy-six Battle Soul Saint!"

Zhao Wuji patted his chest as he spoke.

"So you're Dean Zhao!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded politely.

He paid little attention to the others and entered the Heavenly Secrets Tower with Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo.

"Rongrong, your dad is actually the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"

Dai Mubai looked at Ning Rongrong, something shifting in his eyes.

He had suspected Ning Rongrong's identity before. Now that he knew she truly was the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's master, other ideas began to take shape in his mind.

"Haha, sorry for making a spectacle of myself!"

Ning Rongrong was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't hide the proud, haughty look on her small face.

Tang San was also somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Ning Rongrong to have such an exalted background.

Xiao Wu huddled off to the side, her face pale, not daring to release even a trace of her aura.

Zhu Zhuqing watched Dai Mubai's expression, her gaze growing colder.

She could tell that Dai Mubai seemed to be planning to make a move on Ning Rongrong!