Tang San was first stunned when Ning Fengzhi expressed his desire to speak with him and his sister alone. He exchanged a glance with Tang Sui and agreed. In his eyes, Ning Fengzhi was a respectable elder and Ning Rongrong's father. Even though their sects were different now, he wouldn't harm them.
Ning Rongrong playfully hit her father's arm upon hearing this. "Dad, you're so biased! You care more about Big Brother San and Sui Sui than me!"
Ning Fengzhi calmly responded, "I have important matters to discuss with them. Rongrong, you should go back with your classmates and teachers first."
Ning Rongrong huffed and rejoined the main group.
Ning Fengzhi led Tang San and Tang Sui into the most prosperous area of Heaven Dou City, Emperor Street, moving in the opposite direction of the Shrek team heading for the outskirts.
As they walked, Tang San asked, "Uncle Ning, what do you need from my sister and me?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly. "I want to take you to meet someone. After learning your identities at Shrek Academy that time, I made inquiries to find out why your father suddenly disappeared from the soul master world."
"The person I plan to introduce you to knows something. Although it's not complete, at least there's some information." As he spoke, a hint of emotion and melancholy crossed Ning Fengzhi's brow. "Even now, I still feel great regret for your father. He had just reached the Title Douluo realm, becoming the youngest Title Douluo on the continent, yet he vanished from the soul master world like this."
What he most wanted to know was the reason behind the fierce battle between Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao and the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xun Ji. What were they fighting for so desperately that Tang Hao would confront the Spirit Hall, disregarding the potential repercussions for the Clear Sky Sect?
"If it's about that, then there's no need, Uncle Ning," Tang Sui said, unsurprised by Ning Fengzhi's reason for seeking them out. It was as she had expected.
"Oh? And why is that?" Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback.
Tang San coughed, covering his mouth with a half-clenched fist. He apologized to Ning Fengzhi, "To be honest, Uncle Ning, Sui Sui and I already know our past. Sui Sui returned from training with Father a few months ago, and Father told her everything."
But he hadn't told him.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened slightly as he looked at Tang San's sheepish expression and Tang Sui's innocent gaze, his mind racing.
Tang San's words revealed two significant pieces of information: firstly, that the siblings had been in contact with their father, Tang Hao, and had a stable home, and that he had been keeping tabs on them. Secondly, that Clear Sky Douluo had not died after that battle, nor was he severely injured like the former Pope Qian Xun Ji. It seemed he had already shared the more detailed account of those events with the siblings.
Reaching these conclusions, Ning Fengzhi sighed softly. "I see. It seems I was too hasty."
"No, we should thank you, Uncle Ning, for your meticulous efforts in inquiring about Father's affairs on our behalf," Tang San said, stroking his sister's hair with a sense of release. "Honestly, Sui Sui and I did have some questions, but Father left us a letter saying it wasn't time to know yet."
"Is that so?"
Ning Fengzhi mused thoughtfully.
If that was the case, the deep-seated conflict between Tang Hao and the Spirit Hall was a certainty. As for the specifics... If Tang Hao felt it wasn't the time to tell his children, it could only mean there were complexities involved. The reason might be that knowing would cause them to harbor the same hatred towards the Spirit Hall. Sudan Novel Network.
However, given the siblings' current strength, they were no match for the Spirit Hall, where Title Douluos abounded.
Could that be the reason?
This meeting, which had ended before it truly began, concluded with Tang Sui and Tang San making their excuses and leaving.
...
Upon their return to the academy, Tang Sui immediately began a period of secluded cultivation without delay. She meditated during the day and bathed in moonlight at night. However, she wasn't entirely immersed in her cultivation. Before each meditation, she instructed the system to monitor the demonic energy imprints left on the Shrek members and to note any changes in their life force.
In the competition's Douluo Arena, Tang San glanced at the ongoing matches, which were nearing their end. After some thought, he said to the Master, "Teacher, I'd like to return to the academy. My Three-Orifice Heart Control seems to have reached a critical juncture, and I want to dedicate more time to practicing it."
The Master nodded, not refusing. "Very well. Today's matches are concluded, and the remaining are contests between other academies. You may return to cultivate. Be careful on your journey back alone." Given the multitude of forces involved in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament, the Shrek Academy had become a conspicuous dark horse. For safety's sake, it was better to remain low-key and cautious.
"I understand, Teacher," Tang San replied. He didn't alert the others who were watching the competition, concealed his aura, and quietly left through the back door.
The other members of the Shrek Academy were engrossed in watching the matches, analyzing tactics and techniques. None of them noticed Tang San's departure.
Conversely, on the other side of the spectator stands, a pair of dark eyes had been constantly observing the Shrek team. When Tang San disappeared from his specific viewing platform, those dark eyes also vanished into the darkness of the Douluo Arena...
---Author's Note---
Today's update is complete~ No shareholder meetings for now.
The major update for this month is scheduled for the 24th. It was originally planned for the end of the month, but it's been moved up a bit. Starting tomorrow, we'll resume with three updates daily, muah!