NABC Chapter 48 is simply outrageous!
Chapter 48 is simply outrageous!
Chapter 48 is simply outrageous!
In fact, Ning Fengzhi and the other two had already arrived here when Tang San and Titan began their bet.
Seeing that Tang San was about to be overwhelmed, Ning Fengzhi finally made his move.
His intervention instantly turned the tide and marked the premature end of the bet.
"It really is the Haotian Hammer..."
Ning Fengzhi and everyone else present were drawn to the small hammer in Tang San's left hand.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand shone continuously, still covering Tang San's body, as if ripples were flowing into his body.
"Third Brother, how are you?"
Ning Rongrong asked with concern. She, Xiao Wu, and Oscar rushed to Tang San's side, while Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun also squeezed out from the crowd.
Tang San looked in the direction from which the seven-colored light was coming, and his eyes met Ning Fengzhi's.
"..."
He quickly stepped forward and bowed to Ning Fengzhi, saying, "Greetings, Sect Leader Ning."
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly: "It seems we are indeed destined to meet."
He helped Tang San up and continued, "Since you're Rongrong's friend, and she calls you Third Brother, from now on, you can call me Uncle Ning."
For the vast majority of soul masters, gaining the approval of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's sect master is an extremely joyous occasion.
Tang San was no fool, and immediately bowed, saying, "Hello, Uncle Ning."
Before he could finish speaking, Titan stepped forward, staring at him intently: "Your name is Tang San, and your father... is he Tang Hao?"
How did you know?
Tang San stared in astonishment at the powerful Soul Master in front of him, a pure strength-type Soul Master.
Upon hearing this, Titan's massive, mountain-like body suddenly collapsed to one knee with a thud, too excited to speak.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
Tang San was startled by Titan's actions and quickly stepped aside, not daring to accept the greeting.
Titan suppressed his inner turmoil: "This old servant Titan greets the young master."
"Young Master?"
Apart from Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo, everyone else present was shocked.
Not far from the academy gate, Zhou Yu stood aside, quietly watching everything that was happening before his eyes.
"Tang San, cherish everything you have now."
"Afterwards, I will make you lose everything..."
……
Tang San finally learned the true identity of his father, Tang Hao, from Titan.
Titan said solemnly, "Young Master, you must be careful of Ning Fengzhi. Master once said that Ning Fengzhi is a man of great talent, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will surely flourish under his leadership. You belong to the Haotian School, and you must not join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School under any circumstances."
Tang San had been trying to get close to Ning Rongrong in order to gain the support and help of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Now that he knows his origins, he will certainly not wrong himself anymore, let alone live under someone else's roof.
Tang San nodded slightly: "Grandpa Tai, don't worry. Even without what you said today, I had no intention of joining any sect."
He left the room where the Titans were, took two deep breaths, and calmed himself down.
He has never experienced fatherly love since birth; he didn't before, he doesn't now, and he will need it even less in the future.
However, he needs to make full use of his status as Tang Hao's son to obtain sufficiently powerful resources and support.
Ning Fengzhi sat at the head of the conference room, leisurely sipping his tea.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, sat to the side with his eyes closed, resting until Tang San entered the conference room. Only then did he open his eyes, his sharp gaze sweeping over Tang San as if trying to see through his body.
Ning Rongrong stood obediently behind Ning Fengzhi and stuck out her tongue at Tang San.
Tang San stepped forward and gave Ning Fengzhi a slight bow: "Hello, Uncle Ning. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly: "It's nothing, please sit down. Xiao San, may I call you that?"
Tang San nodded: "You are Rongrong's father, of course you can."
Ning Fengzhi's expression suddenly turned solemn: "I came here this time intending to do everything in my power to bring you into the sect. Unfortunately, I didn't expect you to be the son of an old friend."
"Does Uncle Ning know my father?"
"Of course! The youngest Title Douluo on the continent, there are probably few people in the Soul Master world who don't know that!"
Ning Fengzhi, looking perfectly normal, said to Tang San, "Little San, your uncle is very interested in the hidden weapons you've made. Would you be willing to sell us the method for making them? You can name your price, and your uncle will not haggle."
"That's impossible!"
Tang San refused, saying, "I will not sell the method of making hidden weapons. However, I promised Rongrong that I could sell hidden weapons to your sect. I can give you the forging process, but the final assembly must be completed by me personally."
"..."
Ning Fengzhi did not expect the other party to refuse so firmly, not giving him, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, any face at all.
After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "In that case, it's your decision!"
"Also, Uncle has something else!"
Ning Fengzhi turned to look at his beloved daughter standing behind him and said to Tang San, "Rongrong is my only daughter, and she will be the successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the future. And you are the son of an old friend, so your uncle wishes to... betroth Rongrong to you! What do you say?"
"Dad... Dad!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face instantly turned red with embarrassment.
Tang San was also taken aback; he hadn't expected happiness to come so suddenly.
In the past, he would have accepted it without hesitation.
However, his identity today is vastly different from what it used to be, and this sudden joy is mixed with some complex emotions.
Finally, Tang San shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Ning! However, a gentleman does not take what others cherish. Rongrong and Oscar..."
"Oscars?"
Ning Fengzhi looked puzzled; he had no idea who Oscar was.
Upon hearing Tang San's rejection, Ning Rongrong became furious and said emotionally, "Tang San, don't talk nonsense! Oscar liking me is his business, what does it have to do with me?"
"Rongrong, don't misunderstand! I just..."
Tang San was about to explain, but Ning Rongrong wouldn't listen and stormed out.
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's gloomy expression, Tang San quickly said, "Uncle Ning, thank you for your help earlier. If there's nothing else, I'd like to go back and rest. Regarding the hidden weapons, please send the parts for every hundred sets you've made here. I'll assemble them and then hand them over to you."
Ning Fengzhi, befitting the head of a sect, nodded politely and slipped a gleaming gold card into his hand as a deposit.
Watching Tang San walk out, Gu Rong couldn't help but say angrily, "Feng Zhi, although our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's combat strength is not as good as the Clear Sky School, in terms of wealth, which of the seven major sects can compare with us? That kid now knows that his father is Tang Hao, so he doesn't take us seriously. It's simply outrageous."
At this point, a fierce look appeared on Gu Rong's face, and he made a light gesture with his right hand, palm facing out like a knife.
(End of this chapter)