Dugu Bo rolled his eyes.
Gu Rong rolled his eyes even harder in return.
He did not believe a word of that. If Dugu Bo wanted somewhere to retire, there were plenty of places better than Blue Tyrant Academy. With his status, where could he not hold an honorary position?
Yet he had chosen this particular place. No matter how he looked at it, something was fishy.
Ning Fengzhi was also slightly surprised. Clearly, they had not known beforehand that Dugu Bo had joined Blue Tyrant Academy.
He immediately cupped his hands in greeting. "Senior Dugu, forgive my discourtesy in your presence."
Dugu Bo nodded indifferently, showing no particular deference to Ning Fengzhi. He was not a Titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, so there was no need to be overly polite to its sect master.
"I never expected Blue Tyrant Academy to have you presiding over it as well."
Ning Fengzhi's smile deepened. "In that case, I feel even more at ease leaving Rongrong here."
Gu Rong stepped closer, rubbing his chin as he circled Dugu Bo. "Old poison bag, it's been a few years. Your strength has grown."
He sensed the restrained aura emanating from Dugu Bo and clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Hmph. Naturally, I haven't spent all these years doing nothing."
Dugu Bo folded his arms across his chest, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
Dugu Bo was now a rank ninety-three Titled Douluo, and was even close to rank ninety-four. He was considerably stronger than before and no longer sat at the very bottom among Titled Douluo.
Of course, "the very bottom" referred only to his rank. His actual combat strength and battle record had never been anything the weakest could achieve.
Gu Rong narrowed his eyes with a smile and