Chapter 146: The Farce Comes To An End
“Alright, Uncle Gu!” Ning Fengzhi had a headache. Every time Gu Rong met Ling Mo, they would clash after just a few words.
This old and young pair, neither was serious.
“By the way, Xiao Mo, what is your relationship with this Tang San?”
Ning Fengzhi finally asked. He was very puzzled inside about how Ling Mo knew Tang San and why their relationship was so close.
One must know that Ling Mo’s identity was not simple now. His every move concerned the future trend of the continent.
Whoever he allied with could rest easy.
No wonder Ning Fengzhi was worried. Although there was Ning Rongrong’s relationship, he could feel at ease.
But… with the sudden insertion of the Haotian Sect, it was inevitable to feel a bit unadapted.
“You mean Xiao San? Well, this is a long story.
The two of us should be considered playmates who grew up together!
We know each other inside out; it’s not an exaggeration to call us blood brothers…”
After Ling Mo finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi frowned, thinking that things were indeed not that simple.
“I see. So that means you also know Tang San’s father?” Ning Fengzhi wanted to pry some words from Ling Mo’s mouth.
After all, Tang Hao’s whereabouts had always been a knot in everyone’s heart.
This fierce man either didn’t appear, or if he did, something big would definitely happen.
After that bizarre battle back then, Tang Hao vanished without a trace and was even expelled from the Haotian Sect.
Moreover… the Haotian Sect also mysteriously disappeared, completely vanishing from the continent, not knowing where it was hiding.
Those soul masters on the continent might still be puzzled, not knowing what happened.
But as the sect master of one of the Upper Three Sects, Ning Fengzhi did know some inside stories.
It was rumored that Tang Hao had a dispute with Spirit Hall and fought a great battle with them twelve years ago. Not only did he severely injure the previous pope, but he also heavily wounded two Titled Douluo.
That Spirit Hall pope died not long after returning to Spirit Hall following that battle, and everyone believed it was Tang Hao who did it.
Spirit Hall also officially confirmed that it was Tang Hao who killed the pope.
However, whether there was anything fishy in it all depended on the perspective of the onlooker.
“You mean that drunkard? I know him, isn’t he just a blacksmith…”
Ling Mo laughed haha. Of course, he could tell that Ning Fengzhi was trying to pry words from him.
“Blacksmithing? Hehe, that suits him pretty well…”
Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then smiled.
In his heart, he couldn’t help but look at Ling Mo highly, thinking that this kid was already a sly fox; it seemed he couldn’t pry anything out.
“By the way, when do you plan to settle your marriage with Rongrong?”
Ning Fengzhi suddenly brought up another issue.
Before Ling Mo could answer, Gu Rong was displeased first. “Sect Master, Rongrong is still so young. Isn’t this a bit rushed?”
Ning Fengzhi certainly knew that, but seeing more and more women around Ling Mo, he was a bit worried about Ning Rongrong’s status.
The only solution was to have her marry first, so she could firmly occupy the main position.
He could see that Rongrong could no longer part with Ling Mo; even beating the mandarin ducks apart now was too late.
“Marriage? Um… I have no problem with this. We can get married anytime, but… shouldn’t you ask Rongrong’s thoughts on this matter?”
Ling Mo didn’t mind getting married. Anyway, the Ghost Gate was already built, so he had a territory of his own.
Getting married early was fine too, so he wouldn’t have to run back and forth.
“Um, you’re right! We should ask Rongrong…”
Ning Fengzhi was indeed a bit reluctant. Raising such a big daughter and just giving her away felt really bad.
He could only put it on hold for now.
Soon, Tang San walked in.
“Uncle Ning! Sorry to keep you waiting…”
“It’s nothing. Sit down, Xiao San. Can I call you that?”
Tang San nodded and said, “You are Rongrong’s father, of course you can.”
Ning Fengzhi laughed and said, “Looks like I’m riding on Rongrong’s coattails! Speaking of which, I was just thinking earlier about how to pull you into my sect, but I didn’t expect you to be the son of an old acquaintance.”
“Uncle Ning knows my father?” Tang San’s heartbeat, which he had finally suppressed, surged again.
Ning Fengzhi nodded. “Of course I know him. The youngest Titled Douluo on the continent—probably few in the Soul Master World don’t know him…”
Ning Fengzhi continued, “Your father has been missing for many years, and I don’t know where he is now. We brothers haven’t seen each other for years. If there’s an opportunity, I will definitely visit personally.”
Tang San looked at Ning Fengzhi, then at Ling Mo, and finally said.
“I don’t know where my father is either. Eight years ago, he already disappeared.
Eight years have passed with no news. If it’s really as the senior said, and my father is from the Haotian Sect, then perhaps he should be at the Haotian Sect now.”
He didn’t tell Ning Fengzhi what Ling Mo had said to him earlier.
Since Tang Hao hadn’t appeared, he must have his own reason. Tang San wouldn’t expose his whereabouts.
He was not a child; his disposition was in no way inferior to Ning Fengzhi’s.
“Oh? That’s quite a pity…”
Ning Fengzhi was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this! He had originally thought of using Tang San’s relationship to ally with the Haotian Sect.
Now it seemed that this idea would fall through.
“By the way! Does Uncle know about my dad’s matters? Some things about my dad’s disappearance back then…”
At Titan’s side, Tang San hadn’t gotten the information he should have, so he turned his thoughts to Ning Fengzhi.
“This… actually, I’m not too clear either, but I have heard some of your father’s deeds.
Back then… your father had a contradiction with Spirit Hall and had an intense battle.
In that battle, your father severely wounded Spirit Hall’s previous pope and then vanished without a trace. This disappearance lasted twelve years…”
“Twelve years!!!”
Tang San gritted his teeth. This seemed like a very special number.
It was exactly the year he was born. Recalling the scene he vaguely saw when he first transmigrated, he suddenly understood.
“Spirit Hall…”
Tang San seemed to have realized something. His father’s disappearance was definitely related to Spirit Hall.
The few people chatted for a long time inside, mostly about Tang Hao.
Ling Mo didn’t interject. He knew that Tang Hao was currently at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, but he didn’t say it.
By the time they came out of the room, it was almost dark.
“Uncle, why not stay for dinner tonight before leaving?”
As they were leaving, Ling Mo politely said this, but in his heart, he wished Ning Fengzhi would leave early to avoid disturbing them.
“Hehe, no need! It’s not far from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School. I’ll come see you when I have time.”
Ning Fengzhi smiled, declined Ling Mo’s retention, and then left with Gu Rong.
After Ning Fengzhi left, Ling Mo turned back and saw that Titan was still there.
“Why haven’t you left yet?”
Ling Mo was very displeased. This guy had appeared twice and almost always opposed him.
“I… I’m waiting for the young master!”
Titan didn’t dare look directly at Ling Mo. He was scared! He kept his head down.
“Xiao San, you handle it. I’m leaving first…”
With that, Ling Mo left directly, too lazy to listen to their nonsense.
Leaving the teaching building, Ling Mo headed straight to the dormitory. There was nothing much in the next few days, so he would stay at Shrek Academy for a few days first.
If Zhu Zhuqing hadn’t suddenly arrived today, Ling Mo probably wouldn’t have come so quickly.
He had originally planned to go to the imperial palace to find Qian Renxue first, but he ran into Zhu Zhuqing halfway.
Fortunately, he wasn’t discovered, or else it would have been another beating…
