Douluo: Ma Hongjun The Ancestor Phoenix!

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

A furious roar echoed.

"If you keep dragging your feet, I'll flatten the entire academy! And I'll crush you to death, you pretty boy!"

Tai Tan reached out to support Tang Hao, then turned around and shouted at Ma Hongjun with a fierce expression.

Tang Hao's only remaining hand trembled before he grabbed Tai Tan's arm tightly.

He was truly exasperated by this old man. Not a single word he said made any sense.

Why… why did I come to the Li Clan today?

Tang Hao now regretted it deeply.

If he hadn't come looking for the Li Clan, he wouldn't have run into this walking disaster. None of this would've happened.

He didn't even dare think about what was coming next.

Ma Hongjun raised an eyebrow, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

Just as he was about to act, a chilling voice came from behind.

"Who are you trying to attack?"

"I'd like to see who dares to crush my son-in-law to death."

Tai Tan instantly turned around and cursed,

"Who dares meddle in the affairs of my Li Clan?"

"Not only will I teach this brat a lesson, but I'll also teach you what it means to mind your own business!"

Lifting his head, he met the icy, unfriendly gaze of Gu Rong.

Standing beside him, Ning Fengzhi also had a cold expression, glaring at Tai Tan with clear displeasure.

Tai Tan swallowed nervously.

Of course, he recognized the people in front of him.

The leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, two Titled Douluo, and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!

"You're going to teach me a lesson?"

Gu Rong stepped forward, his gaze icy cold as it locked onto Tai Tan.

Tai Tan immediately stiffened like a prey facing a predator. His body tensed, and he felt incredibly uncomfortable.

"How would I dare… how would I dare… It's my fault for not recognizing who I was dealing with. If I'd known it was Bone Douluo, I wouldn't have said a word."

Cold sweat drenched Tai Tan's face.

The aura of dominance he had just moments ago vanished completely.

I must be crazy to provoke a Titled Douluo—especially one from the top three sects.

Not to mention the Li Clan had already left the Haotian Sect. Even if they hadn't, he still wouldn't dare offend the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Tang Hao pursed his lips tightly.

If he heard correctly just now… did Bone Douluo just say 'son-in-law'?

His gaze shifted to the red-haired boy behind him.

How many powerful figures stood behind this kid?

A mysterious master guarding him in secret… An ally from one of the top three sects… And even Poison Douluo, who comes and goes like a shadow.

Hiss…

Tang Hao felt his teeth ache.

Just what kind of monster has my son provoked?

Even Ma Hongjun was a bit stunned. He hadn't expected to run into the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect members here at the academy.

"Brother Hongjun!"

"You're finally back!"

Ning Rongrong stepped out from behind Bone Douluo and grabbed Ma Hongjun's arm, her face full of joy.

Her father had brought her to the imperial city for some business and left her at the academy.

But the moment she arrived at the school gates, she ran into this mess.

Fortunately, Brother Hongjun wasn't hurt.

Thinking about how aggressive Tai Tan had been just moments ago, Ning Rongrong frowned and said,

"Grandpa Gu, he was about to attack Brother Hongjun. We absolutely can't let him go!"

The little princess pointed at Tai Tan, her pretty face full of anger.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I wasn't really going to do anything!"

Tai Tan quickly waved his hands, trying his best to look harmless.

He even stepped back twice, trying to distance himself from them.

"Young Master... what do we do about this?"

Tai Tan whispered, turning his hopeful eyes toward Tang Hao.

No matter what, Tang Hao was still from the Haotian Sect. Even if he had left, the blood of the Haotian Sect still flowed in his veins.

With the Haotian Sect's name, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect wouldn't dare go too far.

But Tang Hao's face turned rigid. He instinctively raised his hand to cover his face.

None of these people failed to recognize him.

If they realized he was in Tiandou Imperial City, Xiao San would be in danger.

Tang Hao couldn't take that risk. He absolutely couldn't let Spirit Hall learn he was here.

He had a decent grasp of the strength of those present.

Even though he only had one arm and one leg left, if he truly wanted to leave, this group wouldn't be able to stop him—

—As long as that mysterious master didn't make a move.

After thinking for a moment, he stomped the ground, grabbed Tai Tan, and in a few flashes, the two disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only after they had escaped a good distance did Tang Hao breathe a sigh of relief.

The mysterious master hadn't acted.

It looks like this won't escalate further today.

His whole demeanor eased noticeably.

Tai Tan was still confused, not understanding why Tang Hao had suddenly chosen to run.

But he never questioned Tang Hao's decisions and followed without complaint.

As for Tai Long, who had been completely forgotten by the two, he stood there dumbfounded, watching his grandfather leave without even looking back.

His stiff gaze turned toward the crowd.

"Why don't you scram before I, your aunt, give you another beating?"

Xiao Wu raised her fist, glaring at Tai Long with utter contempt.

Tai Long immediately shut his mouth, shook his head, and sprinted away.

Given the current situation, staying any longer meant asking for a beating.

As soon as he left, Xiao Wu burst out laughing.

"Pfft! So funny. They run so fast. Such a pity I didn't get to teach them a real lesson."

Ning Fengzhi, who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly glanced in the direction where Tang Hao had disappeared.

"That figure... looked familiar."

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

"He's very strong. Should be a Titled Douluo," Chen Xin replied calmly.

"And judging by how that old gorilla behaved, his identity isn't hard to guess."

For them, some things were never really secrets.

"But... how did he end up with only one leg and one arm?" Ning Fengzhi's expression grew serious.

For someone like him to become so crippled...

The strength of Spirit Hall must be growing even more terrifying.

It seems he needed to start making careful preparations of his own.

"Rongrong, why are you here?" Ma Hongjun asked in surprise.

"Dad brought me. I didn't expect to see you back here, Hongjun," she replied softly, her cheeks turning red. "I missed you so much..."

Ahem... Ning Fengzhi coughed awkwardly.

My daughter is basically giving herself away right in front of me...

"I greet Sect Master Ning. Thank you for your help time and again," Ma Hongjun stepped forward and sincerely expressed his thanks.

"Don't call me Sect Master Ning anymore. Just call me Uncle," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

Setting everything else aside, he highly valued this boy's abilities.

If the boy could grow up safely, he would feel comfortable entrusting Rongrong to him.

Of course, he knew how difficult it was for a genius to grow to maturity. He wasn't going to be stingy with his help.

Especially since this help would secure the boy's standing on the ship that was the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment but immediately responded.

"Thank you very much, Uncle Ning."

There wasn't the slightest awkwardness in his tone.

"Dad, since we've already arrived at the academy, you should go back now."

Ning Rongrong tugged at her father's sleeve, her face blushing even redder. She didn't want her father to stay any longer and continue teasing her.