Douluo Dalu: Everyone in My Chat Group Is the Original Chapter 249: When Enemies Meet, Their Eyes Burn Red with Hat

"I will not sell the blueprints for the hidden weapons. Sect Master Ning, please take this matter back for now."

Tang San had never expected Ning Fengzhi to directly ask to purchase the blueprints.

The hidden weapon blueprints of the Tang Sect were the foundation of his future livelihood and the very cornerstone upon which the Tang Sect would stand. How could he possibly hand them over to soone else?

There was no way Tang San would betray his masters and ancestors in such a manner.

Moreover, once the blueprints were handed over, with the financial and manpower resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they could instantly spread hidden weapons across the entire Douluo Continent.

At that point, his Tang Sect would no longer possess any core competitive advantage.

"Sect Master Ning."

Tang San's tone sank slightly.

"The blueprints are the core secrets of the Tang Sect. They absolutely cannot be leaked."

"At most, I can provide finished products or split blueprints for individual parts so the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can manufacture the components. The final assembly and calibration, however, must be handled personally by ."

"Other than that, there is no room for negotiation."

The hidden weapons of the Tang Sect were not rely exquisitely designed.

The assembly thods involved were also quite unique.

As long as he retained control over the special techniques and core components, leaking part of the blueprints would not allow the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to fully replicate the Tang Sect's hidden weapons.

Ning Fengzhi's brows furrowed slightly, and the smile on his face faded sowhat.

"My young friend, if we cannot obtain the core blueprints, then there is no need for this cooperation to continue."

"???"

Tang San froze on the spot.

No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand why Ning Fengzhi would reject him so decisively.

He had already prepared himself to bargain back and forth, even planning how to respond if Ning Fengzhi tried to lower the price.

Yet Ning Fengzhi simply flipped the table, leaving no room for further discussion.

"Sect Master Ning."

Tang San's voice carried disbelief and urgency.

"I believe you should understand how much benefit these hidden weapons can bring to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Even without the blueprints, simply supplying finished products would be enough to multiply the self-preservation abilities of your sect's ordinary disciples several tis over. Isn't that enough?"

"Enough, and not enough," Ning Fengzhi replied indifferently.

"The hidden weapons are indeed ingenious, but to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they are rely icing on the cake, not sothing indispensable."

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stands proudly as one of the Upper Three Sects, holding extraordinary status, with two Titled Douluo overseeing the sect. In today's world, how many dare to make a move against the disciples of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Anyone capable of making a move against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would undoubtedly be a force equal to them.

But when facing such forces, what use would these tiny hidden weapons have?

In Ning Fengzhi's eyes, the value of this Powder Shooting Shadow was not high.

Their true value lay in the techniques used to create them, naly the Tang Sect techniques represented by Tang San.

However, because of the evaluations Ning Rongrong and the others had previously given of Tang San, Ning Fengzhi already carried a preconceived impression of him.

"Furthermore, my young friend refuses even to reveal his real na, showing not even the most basic sincerity toward my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How could I possibly dare to discuss long-term cooperation with you?"

Those words struck directly at Tang San's weak point.

He wore a mask and concealed his identity precisely because he did not want too many people to learn his whereabouts.

And this had beco Ning Fengzhi's reason for rejecting cooperation?

Tang San stood stunned for a mont, his mind racing, then casually made up a na.

"I am Tang Yin of the Tang Sect."

"It is not my intention to conceal anything, but the sect has rules. While traveling outside, it is inconvenient to reveal too much information. I hope Sect Master Ning can forgive ."

He felt this na was perfect.

It was connected to his real na, making it less likely he would accidentally slip up while also avoiding exposure of his true identity.

But the mont his words fell—

"Pfft!"

A crisp female voice suddenly rang out, unable to suppress its laughter, instantly cutting through the atmosphere of the entire hall.

"Aren't you Tang San? Since when did you change your na to Tang Yin? And that na change is way too perfunctory, isn't it?"

"???"

Tang San's breathing halted as his entire body stiffened.

Soone recognized him?

It felt as if all the blood in his body rushed straight to his head at that mont.

He stiffly turned around toward the direction the voice had co from.

The few people by the corridor pillar removed their masks one by one.

Several familiar faces appeared before him without warning.

The lively and spirited Ning Rongrong and the cold and taciturn Zhu Zhuqing.

And standing behind Lin Qingmo, the face he had thought about day and night, the face that even appeared in his dreams.

Xiao Wu!

The cooperation, bargaining chips, and future plans that had still been swirling through his mind just monts ago—

All vanished like smoke the instant he saw Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu!

His mind contained nothing else now. Only this one na. Only this one figure.

A long-suppressed shout burst from his throat as Tang San pushed off with his feet and rushed forward.

"Xiao Wu!"

He no longer cared about anything else.

Not the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, not cooperation, not his identity being exposed. None of it mattered anymore.

He only wanted to rush to Xiao Wu's side and ask where she had gone all these days and ask why she had chosen to leave with Lin Qingmo.

But just as he took his first step, a figure lightly descended in front of him.

Perfectly positioned, blocking every possible path.

Lin Qingmo removed the mask from his face, the corners of his lips carrying a half-smile.

He stood upright and motionless, perfectly shielding Xiao Wu behind him.

"Tang San, long ti no see."

Lin Qingmo spoke leisurely, his tone tinged with amusent.

"Oh wait, should I be calling you Tang Yin now?"

"It's you again!"

Tang San's gaze locked firmly onto Lin Qingmo's face, the fury in his eyes practically erupting outward.

His teeth ground together audibly as the soul power around his body surged uncontrollably.

When enemies et, their eyes burn red with hatred.

It was this person before him who had stolen away his Xiao Wu, destroyed everything he had at Shrek, opposed him at every turn, and made him lose all face.

"Lin Qingmo!"

Tang San's voice carried monstrous rage, practically squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"Move aside! Don't block from seeing Xiao Wu!"

As he spoke, his soul power circulated as he prepared to force his way through.

Yet Lin Qingmo remained standing exactly where he was, steady as Mount Tai, not even moving a single step.

As though he did not even notice the surging soul power around Tang San.

"See Xiao Wu? On what grounds?"

"Xiao Wu is my girlfriend. She already made it very clear that she doesn't want to see you."

"Don't co crawling over here and dirty her eyes."

Lin Qingmo's tone remained calm, but every word was like an icy blade stabbing directly into Tang San's heart.

With a single sentence, he crushed all the hopes Tang San had once been so proud of.

Before Tang San could even refute him, Xiao Wu stepped out from behind Lin Qingmo.

She stood beside Lin Qingmo, her small hand still clutching his sleeve.

Her little face was ice-cold, utterly devoid of the warmth and liveliness she usually showed around Lin Qingmo.

The look she gave Tang San was filled with undisguised disgust.

"Tang San, stop calling my na. It disgusts ."

Every word was spoken clearly enough for everyone present to hear.

That short sentence struck Tang San like a thunderbolt.

Crushing the final pillar supporting his spirit.

End of Chapter

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