Looking at Tang San who was still sitting firmly, a faint smile flashed across Chen Xin's eyes.
Chen Xin didn't know much about Tang San, but through the brief exchange between Gu Rong and him just now, he knew that this young man was treated differently by Ning Fengzhi.
He was able to keep his temper, Chen Xin thought silently, just wondering if he was worthy of being trained by Fengzhi. I hope he is a sensible person.
"Sect Master." The voice of the disciple guarding the door came from outside.
Chen Xin moved his gaze away from Tang San and looked at the door. Tang San also heard the sounds outside the door, and combined with Chen Xin's performance, he realized that the real owner who wanted to see him today was not the one in front of him.
This old man is the so-called "sect master".
"Uncle Jian." Walking into the room, seeing Chen Xin sitting opposite Tang San with a straight face, Ning Fengzhi walked over with some helplessness.
Ning Fengzhi sat down directly in front of Tang San and looked at the confusion in Tang San's eyes. Ning Fengzhi smiled.
"Tang San, you are Tang Hao's son, right?"
There was sweat on his palms, and the hands on his knees subconsciously tightened, suppressing the fear in his heart, Tang San looked directly at Ning Fengzhi.
"I think senior has arrested the wrong person. I am not... the person you are looking for." Facing Chen Xin's eyes that started to become sharp, Tang San paused before saying the last sentence.
It seems more like I have lost a bit of confidence.
"I think you must have misunderstood something." Ning Fengzhi still had that faint smile on her face.
"You will not enter this room without being sure of your identity."
Ning Fengzhi's gaze was obviously still gentle, but the pressure it brought to Tang San was far greater than the pressure exerted by Chen Xin beside him, as if he had already seen through him.
He was panicked in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. Tang San looked at the two people opposite him silently.
"Don't be nervous, young man. Speaking of which, there are still some connections between us."
"After all, your teacher Yu Xiaogang, the theoretical master in the soul master world, is now teaching in the college I sponsor."
Teacher?!
This word caused some waves in Tang San's heart. In this other world, besides his family, teachers are the most important people to him. After all, in this continent, a person can only have one teacher in his life.
He also needs to respect the teacher.
Tang San opened his mouth slightly, but quickly closed it again.
Tang San needs to sort out his thoughts now, in case this is lying to him. He doesn't know his teacher's name, because when the teacher introduced himself, he said:
You, like everyone else, call me Master. Everyone calls me that. I have even forgotten my own name.
"Yu Xiaogang..." Tang San lowered his head, his expression becoming a little tangled.
His teacher had told him at the beginning that he was just a resident who was eating and drinking at Notting City College. He had never seen his teacher teach anyone other than himself, not counting Xiao Wu. Her class was called Ceng Ke.
, and she doesn’t attend every class.
How can this be considered teaching?
Therefore, the person in front of me is lying to me. Tang San pursed his lips and sneered in his heart.
Then he should have a good chat with the 'sect master' and try to get information from him. There is no problem in that. He knows only a little about everything anyway, so he can just talk nonsense.
This method is countless times better than the life in prison.
"Teacher, is he okay now?"
After finishing speaking, Tang San smiled to himself. He disappeared in Notting City Academy, and the dean there was the teacher's friend. How could the teacher not know about his disappearance?
But from the time he was taken away to now, no one has looked for him, whether it was his so-called father who was already a titled Douluo, or his teacher who was turned into a great warrior.
"Not good." Observing Tang San's facial expression, Ning Fengzhi thought that he had found a good starting point. He really wanted to know what changes had happened to Tang San.
Xiao Wu's disappearance, the appearance of the soul bone, Tang Hao's indifference...
The more he knows, the easier it will be for him to analyze the current situation and make plans for the future.
Of course, Ning Fengzhi knew that his current behavior of making multiple bets had aroused the dissatisfaction of the reborn person in Wuhun Palace. But Ning Fengzhi always believed in one thing, and that was profit.
The bustle in the world is all for the benefit of the future; the hustle and bustle of the world is for the benefit of the future.
There is no consistent friendship between these big forces. Some are just friendships brought together by common interests. They unite and divide because of benefit. This is a very common thing.
Even if the relationship between the leaders of both parties is good in private, once the forces behind you rob or damage the interests of the forces behind me, then I'm sorry, but the collective interests must still be given priority.
To associate with Wuhun Palace, for the Qibao Glazed Sect, is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger, but following Tang San, this also has a painful lesson from the past life.
Whether or not Tang San should be forced to follow the path he took in his previous life remains to be considered.
Ning Fengzhi blinked, hiding the thoughts in his eyes, and continued to observe Tang San.
Tang San looked at Ning Fengzhi in surprise, wondering what aspects of his teacher he specifically meant by 'not good'.
"As his disciple, you should know what happened between Dashu and Wuhundian."
Tang San simply shook his head. He didn't know anything. He knew very little about his teacher.
Ning Fengzhi's expression paused and his eyes flickered.
"Then let me make a long story short. He was the former lover of the current Pope. He also stayed in Wuhun Palace for a period of time, but later because of some things, they broke up and Dashu also left Wuhun Palace."
Tang San's pupils dilated slightly, is that so? The teacher's experience is really...
With a thought, Tang San quickly realized that his identity as a teacher was not simple, otherwise he would not have come into contact with a figure like the Pope, but now he could only stay in a relatively remote place like Notting City.
Tang San frowned, his sense of the Spirit Hall declining again.
"After leaving Wuhun Hall, he met some talents, and they worked together in the soul master world. Later, they separated due to some things. Your teacher chose to stay in Notting City, and you are here too.
Where they met. The other two opened academies separately."
Ning Fengzhi paused for a while, watching the confusion in Tang San's eyes dissipate little by little, before continuing.
"Because of your disappearance, Dashu once again set foot in Wuhun City, but he didn't get any news from you. He himself didn't know what he had experienced in Wuhun City. After he returned, he became depressed."<
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"And the college I funded was opened by one of them back then. He took your teacher back because he couldn't stand Da Shi's appearance, so he told me your true identity and wanted to
I'll help you find it."
This chapter has been completed!