"Sorry. I'm getting old, and with all this mental strain, my mind tends to wander. Let's return to what we were discussing."
Ning Fengzhi collected his thoughts and continued speaking to Tang San. "Their first objective probably had to do with Tang Xuanwei's identity and talent being exposed."
"Uncle Ning, do you mean...?"
Tang San's pupils involuntarily widened. He already understood what Ning Fengzhi meant by Spirit Hall's first objective.
"That's right. Tang Xuanwei must be a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, and she has twin martial souls as well, doesn't she?"
The next moment, Ning Fengzhi's words confirmed Tang San's suspicions.
Spirit Hall's move was clearly intended to cripple Tang Xuanwei's talent and make her follow in his footsteps.
As for how Tang Xuanwei had been exposed, Tang San believed it must have happened during her fight with Lü Lingqi in the Promotion Tournament.
Yes, that was right-the time her hands and feet had been cut off.
It had also been the night Little Tang San had been squeezed painfully tight.
Even without Ning Fengzhi saying it, Tang San had already guessed Spirit Hall's second objective.
It was to capture Tang Hao as well.
Tang San continued asking, "Uncle Ning, can you give me a rough estimate of Black Feather Douluo's strength?"
At those words, Ning Fengzhi's heart gave a sudden lurch. Even Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been resting with his eyes closed, instantly opened them upon hearing Black Feather Douluo's name.
Holy shit, why are you asking about that harbinger of doom? Have you grown tired of living?
Ning Fengzhi grumbled inwardly while trying to figure out how to answer Tang San's question.
Just then, Ning Fengzhi happened to glance at Sword Douluo Chen Xin and discovered that he had opened his eyes at