svetikya Chapter 153 Ning Fengzhi's overtures
Chapter 153 Ning Fengzhi's overtures
Chapter 153 Ning Fengzhi's overtures
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was shocked, but he quickly changed his mindset. He then realized that when he first met Xiao Yan, he saw that Xiao Yan was familiar with the Crown Prince and assumed that they were about the same age. In addition, Xiao Yan was able to defeat Yu Tianheng, so he must be almost twenty years old.
I never asked, nor did I expect Xiao Yan to be so young.
But now, if Xiao Yan and Rongrong were the same age—
What does this mean?
A fourteen-year-old Soul Master?!
Ning Fengzhi remained outwardly calm, but his heart was already churning with turmoil. He couldn't help but sigh at his own ruthless foresight throughout his life. First, he invested in Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, and now, in Xiao Yan's eyes, the hidden weapons he provided to the Liuli Sect were already rare items on the continent. He realized that he hadn't made the wrong investment.
"Nephew Xiao, look at my memory, I can't even remember your age." Ning Fengzhi immediately changed his form of address, still with a smile on his face.
The old monster behind Xiao Yan turned his head away with some disdain. In his opinion, Ning Fengzhi was being too pretentious.
Of course, compared to Ning Fengzhi's surprise, Vice President Su was completely shocked. He had only felt that the name Xiao Yan sounded familiar, but when he searched his mind for the noble families of Tiandou City, none of them had the surname Xiao.
He was even more surprised to hear that Xiao Yan was the same age as the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's leader. Although he bowed to Xiao Yan and the others after they entered the private room, it was out of professional habit. He did not know that Xiao Yan was a guest from the third private room.
But if someone is treated with such courtesy by the sect leader of the Glazed Tile School, how can they be so young?
"It's alright, Sect Leader Ning. You can call me whatever you like. When people travel, their reputation is something they earn themselves." Xiao Yan smiled helplessly. It seemed that Ning Fengzhi really considered him as one of his peers.
I, Xiao Yan, am just a bit tall, do I look that old?
"Since Nephew Xiao and Rongrong are the same age, you can just call me Uncle Ning."
"Alright, Vice President Su, I'll have to keep my nephew Xiao company from now on. I'll need to use your auction house's private room for a while, so please excuse me for mentioning it to you another time." Ning Fengzhi stood up. Now that Xiao Yan, the main guest, had arrived, he naturally wanted to get rid of him cleanly and efficiently.
Vice President Su shook hands with him, smiled in return, and then gestured to the attendant beside him to follow them out. The two then closed the door behind them.
"President Su, that Xiao Yan is the guest in VIP room number three—" The hostess in charge of the VIP area naturally noticed her president's curiosity about Xiao Yan and spoke up.
"Box number three—" Vice President Su's gaze sharpened, and he finally remembered something.
"I knew that stingy old Shi was wrong. Without showing him the Heavenly Fire Refined Iron, how could he possibly know that this piece of refined iron is untouchable by ordinary people and that even top-notch blacksmiths are helpless against it?"
Xiao Yan, that's right, he's the disciple of Master Yan Xiao, who retired from the Soul Master world a few years ago after publishing his thesis. He's the one who noticed the unusual nature of the Heavenly Fire Refined Iron.
As the vice president of the auction house, he had already gone through this basic information in his mind several years ago. However, since he was not an expert in Soul Master cultivation, he was naturally not as concerned about this kind of information as some ordinary Soul Masters and common people.
The reason I'm remembering who Xiao Yan is now is because half a year ago, the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Spirit Hall declared at the entrance of Spirit Square that he wanted to take Xiao Yan as his disciple, and Xiao Yan's response at the time was to refuse.
This matter was discussed and laughed about by the people of Tiandou City for a long time, but what surprised them even more was how this person named Xiao Yan dared to refuse the Platinum Bishop's offer to recruit him.
Further investigation revealed that this man named Xiao Yan was not simple at all.
"Since we're all acquaintances, I'll head back now." Ignoring Xiao Yan's disapproving look, Dugu Bo walked out as well, which naturally pleased Ning Fengzhi.
He must have had his own purpose and intentions in bidding for a million snow wolf beast embryos for Xiao Yan; it's as clear as day.
Dugu Bo is a shrewd man; if he stays any longer, he'll only become a nuisance.
Of course, in order to escort Xiao Yan and the others, he simply returned to Box No. 3. After all, these children were going to return to Tiandou Academy with what might be the assets of several generations of some families. With him, a Title Douluo, accompanying them, they would be safer.
Thinking that Xiao Yan would be facing a father-daughter conflict next, the old monster revealed a triumphant smile.
So now only three people remain in VIP room number nine, and the awkward silence prevents anyone from speaking.
"Dad, you told me not to reveal your identity to Xiao Yan, which almost scared him into thinking it was a trap and made him too scared to come."
Seeing that everyone was silent with their heads down, Ning Rongrong spoke first, breaking the silence.
Ning Fengzhi smiled but didn't respond to his daughter's words; instead, Xiao Yan spoke up first.
"Rongrong, that's because Uncle Ning knows that even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, I will definitely come. It's better to leave it as a mystery. If he had known from the beginning that Room Nine belonged to Uncle Ning, maybe—"
Xiao Yan didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present, except for Ning Rongrong who wasn't particularly perceptive, understood the implication.
If Xiao Yan knew that Ning Fengzhi was in VIP room number nine, given Xiao Yan's personality, he probably wouldn't come to see the Snow Wolf Beast embryo no matter how precious it was.
On the one hand, Ning Fengzhi's overtures were clearly intended to make his intentions obvious, practically blatantly asking him to reveal the method for breaking through the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda; on the other hand, now that he knew the Snow Wolf Beast embryo was in Ning Fengzhi's hands, Xiao Yan was happy to have some peace and quiet. Since Ning Fengzhi knew what he wanted, he wouldn't allow the treasure to slip away from his possession.
It can be considered that Ning Fengzhi is keeping it safe for me.
This is why Ning Fengzhi didn't let Ning Rongrong reveal her identity. In fact, now that Xiao Yan recalls Ning Rongrong's reaction at the time, he should have guessed who the person in the No. 9 private room was.
Although it is unknown how much money Ning Fengzhi gave Ning Rongrong, the fact that Ning Rongrong could take out 400,000 to help him was obviously a considerable sum. However, someone as perfectionist as Ning Fengzhi would certainly not leave any flaws in his actions. Therefore, the best course of action would not be for Ning Rongrong to accompany him, but for him to come to the auction house in person.
After all, if there were any good things, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School might find them useful.
"Such a thing cost Uncle Ning a million, I really feel ashamed." Xiao Yan directly pointed out the other party's behavior at the time.
"I just didn't expect that after bidding for the refined iron and the armor, Nephew Xiao would still be able to come up with 800,000 gold coins. Such wealth is indeed quite surprising to me, Ning Fengzhi. Back then, when faced with Nephew Xiao's hundred crossbows, I actually thought I could settle it with a few hundred thousand gold soul coins."
"It's a pity that there are still 200,000 left over." Xiao Yan felt regretful.
"At the auction house, once the price is paid, there's no going back. It's something I really wanted, and it didn't end up in someone else's hands, did it?" Ning Fengzhi's expression remained calm, as if he had just spent not a million gold soul coins, but a hundred gold soul coins.