"Old Gu, stand back."
Sword Chenxin gripped Gu Rong's shoulder and nodded at Bing Jiu.
"The Saintess is right. We came to solve the problem, not escalate it. Even if you beat him to death now, it would be meaningless."
"Hmph! I know, but I still need to vent some anger for little Rongrong!"
Gu Rong furiously flung his arm, glaring at Tang San as though he wanted to swallow him whole.
Tang San was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank behind Bing Jiu, just short of hugging her leg.
Ning Fengzhi entered with Ning Rongrong, both wearing gloomy expressions.
"Headmaster Flender, I hope you can give me an explanation!"
"Sect Master Ning, please don't get worked up..."
Flender awkwardly scratched his head, searching everywhere for Yu Xiaogang.
Yet at such a critical moment, that guy was nowhere to be seen. It was infuriating!
Seeing Flender in such a flustered state, Bing Jiu could not help curling her lips into a smile.
How could he know that, under the pretext of submitting his Martial Soul theories, she had already sent Yu Xiaogang off to Spirit City? He would not be returning before they left for Spirit City!
The words "isolated and helpless" suited them perfectly.
Seeing that Flender could not squeeze out a single word after so long, Ning Fengzhi turned to Tang San.
"When I first met you, you showed me your hidden weapons, and I thought you had potential and should be cultivated properly. But now it seems I misjudged you!"
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue at Tang San. "Hmph! You bullied me, and now you're getting what you deserve. Bleh, bleh, bleh—"
Faced with such provocation and humiliation, Tang San nearly ground his back teeth to dust.
But helplessly, the other side had two Titled Douluos.