Chapter 91: Ning Fengzhi is Moved
Ye Feng looked at Xue Qinghe and had no intention of letting him off so easily. He smirked and said, "Well, Senior Brother is right. With you in charge, the Tiandou Empire will surely become even more prosperous."
As he spoke, Ye Feng stepped closer, casually placing a hand on Xue Qinghe's shoulder.
Xue Qinghe—no, Qian Renxue—wasn't the type to let just anyone get close, especially not someone as audacious as Ye Feng.
Ye Feng frowned slightly and asked, pretending to be displeased, "Brother, do you have a problem with me?"
"No," Xue Qinghe replied quickly.
"If not, then why do you keep dodging me?"
"Well..."
Xue Qinghe was at a loss for words. Even if he really were a man, he'd still avoid Ye Feng—this guy was just too damn bold! Today, Ye Feng had definitely given Xue Qinghe an experience he would never forget.
"Ye Feng!"
Ning Fengzhi finally had enough. Just as Ye Feng was about to do something reckless again, he spoke up with a reprimanding tone. "Don't be rude. He is the Crown Prince."
Xue Qinghe quickly suppressed his emotions, knowing he had to play the part. Smiling, he turned to Ning Fengzhi and said, "Teacher, Junior Brother is a man of character. You shouldn't blame him."
Then, shifting the conversation, Xue Qinghe continued, "Dean Fu, I came here today to personally apologize to Shrek Academy on behalf of the royal family and Tiandou Royal Academy. My uncle had a little too much to drink yesterday, and he has always doted on my fourth brother. In a moment of poor judgment, he acted impulsively. I hope Dean Fu can forgive him."
Clearly, Xue Qinghe wanted to steer the conversation away from Ye Feng's antics.
Flanders found Xue Qinghe's words quite agreeable and responded seriously, "Your Highness, my academy and I were also at fault yesterday. Since you've said this, why not let the matter rest?"
"Alright." Xue Qinghe nodded.
At that moment, Ning Fengzhi turned to Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, come with me."
Without waiting for a response, he led Ye Feng toward a more secluded area.
Ye Feng followed, sensing that Ning Fengzhi had something important to discuss.
Once they were alone, Ning Fengzhi studied Ye Feng for a moment before smiling and saying, "Tell me, how should Uncle Ning thank you?"
"Uncle Ning, I don't understand what you mean," Ye Feng replied, feigning confusion.
"Because of you, every member of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect now has a firearm. The power of these weapons is enough to threaten a Spirit Sect, and if made with iron essence, they could even pose a threat to a Spirit Emperor. Unless the opponent uses their fifth spirit skill, they wouldn't stand a chance against a bullet."
Ning Fengzhi's smile deepened. "The combat power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has reached an entirely new level thanks to you. So, tell me, how do you want Uncle Ning to thank you? Just ask for anything—anything within my ability, including my daughter."
"Uh..."
Ye Feng was stunned.
For a moment, he just stared at Ning Fengzhi, feeling slightly amused. This guy was really eager to marry off his daughter, huh?
It wasn't surprising, though. Ye Feng wasn't just talented in cultivation—he was also an inventor who had introduced powerful new weapons. Who wouldn't want such a talent in their family?
"Uncle Ning, my master is the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Isn't it natural for me to assist the sect?" Ye Feng said with a helpless smile.
"Alright." Ning Fengzhi chuckled. He had made his intentions clear: he approved of Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong's relationship.
After a brief pause, his expression turned more serious. "Ye Feng, besides this, there's another matter I'd like to discuss with you."
"Go ahead," Ye Feng said.
"The real estate business in Flanders' hands is booming. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would like to invest capital and join in. Alternatively, we could establish a new real estate enterprise together. And it's not just real estate—those new industries, like express delivery and supermarkets, are also very promising."
Ye Feng immediately rejected the offer. "No."
"Why not?" Ning Fengzhi asked, frowning.
"Uncle Ning, I can't drag you and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect into this."
Ye Feng turned away, signaling that he didn't want to continue this conversation. "We've been here for quite a while. We should head back."
"Ye Feng, if it's about profit, I'm willing to offer you a 10% better deal than Flanders." Ning Fengzhi wasn't giving up so easily. As a businessman, he could see that the industries Ye Feng and Flanders had created would change the entire economy of the Douluo Continent.
An era of unprecedented commercial expansion was beginning. And the one leading it wasn't Flanders—it was Ye Feng.
Flanders was just the executor of Ye Feng's vision.
Ye Feng stopped walking and turned back to Ning Fengzhi. His expression was serious. "Uncle Ning, you've treated me well. You should know that I, Ye Feng, am not an ungrateful man."
Then, in an even graver tone, he continued, "Let me be honest with you. Do you know why I insist on taking my share of the dividends every month? It's because I don't want to hold onto these businesses forever."
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