Seeing Qin Feng standing at attention with his head bowed, muttering to himself with an air of importance, School Master Ning initially just thought the young man was a bit dramatic and didn't pay much attention.
Which family doesn't have a few naughty kids?
However, when the corner of his eye inadvertently caught sight of Dugu Bo, he was surprised to find that the esteemed Poison Douluo was also equally solemn and serious.
He followed along, lowering his head and placing his right fist horizontally over the left side of his chest, his expression and posture conveying utmost sincerity.
Although he didn't know the specific meaning, his keen mind instantly realized that there was likely more to it than met the eye.
He quickly stood up and made the same gesture.
Sword Douluo, always direct, was even more clueless, but since the Sect Master was acting this way, as a subordinate, he naturally wouldn't act differently.
The four of them began praying to a mysterious god.
"School Master Ning, happy cooperation."
After a moment, Qin Feng finished his performance and smiled, extending his right hand forward.
The meaning of this action was simple; anyone who wasn't blind or stupid could understand it, but Ning Fengzhi was immediately even more astonished.
Previously, Qin Feng's speaking during negotiations could be excused, as Dugu Bo might have instructed him beforehand.
He often sent a minion to test the waters when facing important matters.
But now, the conditions had been agreed upon, and the matter was about to be finalized, yet this child was still the one stepping forward; wasn't it a bit too childish?
Could it be that Dugu Bo wasn't actually leading this deal?
Watching Ning Fengzhi absentmindedly extend his hand for a handshake, Qin Feng didn't linger and tactfully took his leave first, leaving the big shots to communicate among themselves.
Once only the three of them remained in the room,
Dugu Bo chuckled and sat down, casually leaning against the backrest, his entire demeanor returning to ease and comfort.
"I know that School Master Ning has a mind as intricate as a seven-aperture glazed tile, with keen insight into worldly affairs. Perhaps many doubts have already arisen in your mind.
But regarding some things, even I only have a few uncertain guesses and can't say too much.
You only need to know that encountering him, and even having him briefly seek something from us, might be the greatest opportunity for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School since its founding.
Do your best to cooperate with xiao feng's actions,
Don't manage, ask, harbor the slightest ulterior motives, or make the slightest moves regarding anything else."
Ning Fengzhi turned to look at Chen Xin, his expression uncontrollably showing a hint of surprise and uncertainty.
He had already understood Dugu Bo's implied meaning; the other party was practically stating that there were some people the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School absolutely couldn't afford to offend.
Treasures have always been for the virtuous.
Those who can bring opportunities can naturally also bring destruction.
After a moment of contemplation, Ning Fengzhi asked with some surprise:
"In this world, is there something that even Poison Douluo fears?"
This question was phrased artfully.
On the surface, he was asking Dugu Bo, but in reality, he was asking the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, asking Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
What a ninety-second level Title Douluo wasn't afraid of, a ninety-fifth or ninety-sixth level Douluo would naturally be even less afraid of.
But if even a master of poison was wary, then even the second sect in the world would have to seriously consider things.
Ning Fengzhi believed he was being meticulous, but as soon as he said this, Dugu Bo suddenly looked up and burst out laughing.
As if he had heard something extremely funny.
"Well, xiao feng once told me a story, and I'll tell it to you."
"It's about a frog living in an abandoned well.
It was extremely satisfied with its little world, declaring itself king, carefree and unrestrained, and seizing every opportunity to boast to others.
One day, after the frog had eaten its fill, it squatted on the well railing, feeling bored, when it suddenly saw a soft-shelled turtle walking nearby.
So, it hurriedly cleared its throat and called out to it:
'Turtle brother, turtle brother, come over here. Consider yourself lucky today, this king will give you a good look at my palace,
It's simply a paradise, magnificent and luxurious. You've probably never seen such a spacious and extravagant residence, have you?'
The sea turtle poked its head into the well and saw only a patch of muddy water covered in green moss at the bottom of the shallow well, emitting a foul odor.
It immediately frowned and withdrew its head.
The frog didn't notice the sea turtle's expression at all, and assuming it was shocked, it puffed out its belly and continued to boast even more proudly:
'Living here, I'm extremely comfortable. In the evening, I can jump onto the well railing to cool off, and at night, I can crawl into the holes in the well wall to sleep.
In the deep parts of the water, it can submerge my armpits, and I can swim as long as I support my cheeks. In the shallow places, the mud can cover my back, and I can roll around as I please.
Look at those little bugs, shrimps, tadpoles, and the like. Which one can compare to me? I'm the overlord here.'
The frog's spittle flew everywhere as it became increasingly proud.
'Look, this puddle of water, this well, all belong to me alone. I can do whatever I want.
This kind of fun should be the best, right? Turtle brother, wouldn't you like to come in for a tour?'
The sea turtle felt a bit overwhelmed by the hospitality and reluctantly crawled towards the well opening.
As a result, before its left leg could fully extend in, its right leg was already stuck by the well railing.
It had no choice but to retreat speechlessly and say:
'Outside the abandoned well, there are mountain springs and streams, and even larger than mountain springs and streams are rivers and lakes, but the vastness of the sea far exceeds rivers and lakes.
The water and sky are boundless, without end. Ten thousand miles is not enough to describe its breadth, and ten thousand zhang is not enough to express its depth.
Legend has it that four thousand years ago, the world experienced nine floods in ten years, and all the rain gathered into the rivers and flowed into the sea, but the seawater did not deepen because of it.
More than three thousand years ago, the world experienced seven droughts in eight years, and even the deepest lakes dried up, but the seawater did not decrease.
It is so vast and boundless that the passage of time and external changes cannot affect it in the slightest.
Little frog brother, I live in the sea. Which do you think is more open, this dry well and shallow water, or the sea? Which is more fun?'
That's the story, called the Frog at the Bottom of the Well, a frog who thought the sky was only as big as the well opening."
After Dugu Bo finished speaking, he strode towards the outside with his hands behind his back.
Ning Fengzhi sat in place, speechless for a long time.
He wasn't stupid; on the contrary, he was very smart.
Of course, he could hear that in some people's eyes, even the second sect in the world, or the second sect after the first sect had retired, was no different from that dry well.
However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had two top Title Douluo, one offensive and one defensive, and nearly ten thousand ordinary disciples. Who in the world, besides the Spirit Hall, would dare to look down on them so much?
But this Poison Douluo clearly didn't get along with the Spirit Hall. Where did Qin Feng come from?
At this moment, Chen Xin suddenly murmured to himself:
"The contract is complete, heaven and earth bear witness, those who break their word shall suffer the punishment of stone-eating."
Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened instantly, and he was struck as if by lightning.