Chapter 250: Just a Clown, the Old Fox is Being Played

Lin Qingmo leaned against a vermillion pillar in the corridor, his fingertips absentmindedly twirling a lustrous white jade pendant.

The words and actions of everyone present were fully captured within his perception.

Tang San, who had just been talking eloquently to Ning Fengzhi and boasting about how miraculous his Hidden Weapons were, was now frozen in place.

His gaze was pinned on Xiao Wu, who was just a few steps away, while his mind was a mess of Chaos.

He could not believe that those bone-chilling words had come out of Xiao Wu’s mouth.

The girl he repeatedly claimed he would give everything to protect was currently looking at him with eyes filled with ice.

"Xiao Wu, I..."

Tang San’s tongue felt like it was tied in knots, and his mind raced with countless excuses.

He wanted to explain that he wasn’t who she thought he was.

He wanted to tell Xiao Wu that he had always done everything to protect her.

He wanted to tell Xiao Wu that everything he did always put her first.

But when the words reached his lips, he couldn’t utter a single syllable.

The disgust in Xiao Wu’s eyes was like a bucket of ice water, freezing all his excuses in his throat, making them seem pale and pathetic.

Beside her, Zhu Zhuqing had her arms crossed, her cold gaze falling on Tang San with undisguised contempt.

Zhu Zhuqing spoke up, "Tang San, back at Shrek, you excluded A-Qing at every turn."

"You are just like your teacher—narrow-minded and unable to tolerate anyone stronger than you."

"Exactly, you are just such a petty person!"

Ning Rongrong hopped directly to Xiao Wu’s other side and made a huge face at Tang San, her face full of blatant disdain.

"Why don’t you take a look at yourself!"

"If I were you, I’d be too embarrassed to even show my face in front of Xiao Wu, right, A-Qing?"

She looked toward Lin Qingmo.

Lin Qingmo remained silent, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips.

The situation on the field was clear at a glance.

Everyone present was standing on his side.

Not a single person spoke a word for Tang San, nor did anyone even offer a softening glance.

"I..."

Tang San’s face first turned beet red, as if he had been slapped a dozen times in public, before fading into a deathly pale.

Finally, it turned a shade of ashen green, his jawline clenched tight.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and even his fingertips hanging at his sides were shaking slightly.

Standing there like a puppet with its soul snatched away, his figure was teetering.

The little bit of dignity he had left was torn to shreds by the gazes of everyone present.

He was a complete jumping clown, performing a massive joke in front of everyone.

A good while passed.

Only then did Tang San manage to pull back a shred of sanity from that extreme collapse and humiliation.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong turned and lunged to Ning Fengzhi’s side.

She grabbed Ning Fengzhi’s sleeves with both hands and shook them, her chin held high as she said arrogantly word by word:

"Father, you absolutely must not cooperate with him!"

"This person is rotten to the core; he bullied Xiao Wu and excluded A-Qing. I hate him to death!"

Ning Fengzhi looked down at his precious daughter, his eyes overflowing with inseparable doting.

He reached out and smoothed her ruffled hair near her temples.

Then, his gaze swept over Lin Qingmo, who was standing calmly not far away.

After a quick thought, he reached a clear decision.

On one side was this kid named Tang San.

His origins were unknown, and he didn’t even dare to reveal his real name.

He wanted to discuss cooperation with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School using a fake name.

Even if his Hidden Weapons were exquisite,

his Heart-Nature was cold and his character was inferior.

Most importantly, his precious daughter hated him.

How much value could such a person have for cooperation?

On the other side was Lin Qingmo.

Young of age, with a very high spirit powerRank.

Even the Sword DouluoChen Xin had marveled after testing him.

Furthermore, being nearly twelve years old, he was truly a Genius youth.

He was also Rongrong’s close friend, and his relationship with Rongrong was far closer than this Tang San’s.

Moreover, his own precious daughter had already made her stance clear, openly hating this Tang San.

Which side to choose was already obvious; there was no need for much hesitation.

"Alright, Father will listen to you."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and rubbed Ning Rongrong’s head, pulling her to his side to protect her.

Then he turned to look at Tang San, the smile on his face fading.

His tone was flat, yet left no room for negotiation. "My apologies, Young friend Tang San. Trading with my sect under a fake name already signifies that you have no sincerity for this cooperation."

"Furthermore, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is unwilling to cooperate with someone of poor character."

"Let this cooperation be dismissed."

A casual sentence completely negated all possibilities of cooperation.

"!!!"

Tang San’s eyes instantly turned red.

Emotions of humiliation, anger, and resentment rushed to his head all at once.

He wanted to lash out, to question, to roar at Ning Fengzhi.

He wanted to ask him by what right he negated all his efforts with a single sentence.

But his remaining rationality still kept him in check.

Clenching his teeth tightly, he forced all his emotions back into his stomach.

He understood better than anyone that he couldn’t afford to provoke the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School right now.

The Sword DouluoChen Xin standing beside Ning Fengzhi wouldn’t even need to strike; he could easily crush the current Tang San with just his Aura.

He had no qualifications and no capital to lash out here.

His gums throbbed with pain, and a thick metallic taste of blood spread in his mouth, which also cleared his head from the anger.

The indifferent Ning Fengzhi, the spirited Ning Rongrong, the cold and contemptuous Zhu Zhuqing, the playful Lin Qingmo, and the icy Xiao Wu...

Tang San etched all of their expressions deep into his heart.

Finally, he squeezed a few words through his teeth, "Fine... we part ways here!"

After saying that, he turned and left, his pace so fast he was practically fleeing in panic.

His departing figure was a pathetic mess, quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

No one saw that the moment he turned around, his eyes surged with overwhelming malice.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Lin Qingmo, I, Tang San, will remember today’s humiliation.

You all already have a path to your own deaths!

In the future, I will surely repay this a hundredfold!

...

The atmosphere in the corridor gradually relaxed.

Ning Fengzhi turned around, his gaze falling on Lin Qingmo with a hint of inquiry in his tone.

"Young friend Lin, it seems you and this Tang San have quite a history of grievances."

"There are some grievances."

Lin Qingmo smiled and gave a casual response.

His fingertips gently stroked the edge of the jade pendant, a faint, imperceptible strangeness in his expression.

Having read the Douluooriginal work, he understood Ning Fengzhi’s thoughts all too well.

What this Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School valued most was the so-called ’Upper Three Sects standing together to jointly resist Spirit Hall.’

In order to win over the Clear Sky Sect, which had been in seclusion for many years,

he was even willing to pour all the resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into paving the way for Tang San.

He viewed Tang San as the future core of the Upper Three SectsAlliance and a key figure in the fight against Spirit Hall.

But today,

this shrewd and calculating Sect Master, while completely unaware that Tang San was Tang Hao’s only son, had thoroughly offended his future most desired core ally in front of everyone.

Lin Qingmo could accurately imagine what kind of spectacular expression would be on Ning Fengzhi’s face the moment he learned of Tang San’s true identity in the future.

It would likely be a hundred times more uncomfortable than swallowing a whole fly.

He looked up toward the end of the corridor, in the direction where Tang San had disappeared.

A playful smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

(End of Chapter)

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