"Would you believe me if I said I really wanted to rescue this catwoman?"

"letter!"

Ning Fengzhi's lips twitched as he watched the perfectly synchronized movements before him.

So, guess whether I believe it or not?

"Ahem, since Qingying is alright, let's leave it at that."

Clearing his throat to change the subject, Ning Fengzhi then looked at Du Cheng:

"Kid, have you offended someone lately?"

"Offend?"

Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Du Cheng couldn't help but be taken aback:

"Uncle Ning, could you be more specific? Which one exactly?"

……

Seeing the calm expression on Du Cheng's face, Ning Fengzhi's lips twitched again:

So you've actually offended a lot of people, right?

In that instant, Ning Fengzhi felt he had found the reason why Ning Rongrong liked Du Cheng:

These two are essentially little devils, aren't they?

The rant is over, but a response is still necessary.

After recalling Tang San's appearance, Ning Fengzhi's eyes suddenly lit up:

"He's an ugly boy with buck teeth, and he seems to enjoy grinding his teeth..."

"Tang San!"

Ning Rongrong let out a soft gasp as soon as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking:

"Dad, have you met that ugly mistress?"

"Yes."

Nodding, Ning Fengzhi recounted what had happened:

"What a pity. If that kid hadn't been deliberately targeting Rongrong, I would have really liked to buy some of the weapons he made."

As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi produced a strangely shaped object in his hand, which was the Hidden Shadows he had just won at auction.

Compared to other combat Soul Masters, support Soul Masters have extremely low individual combat power.

Even support-type Soul Masters belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will still encounter various dangers when traveling in Douluo Continent.

That's why Ning Fengzhi was so interested in Tang San's hidden weapons:

A weapon that even ordinary people can use would be great for arming and supporting Soul Masters.

"This one……"

Du Cheng's eyes flashed with a strange light as his gaze fell on Ning Fengzhi's hands:

"Uncle Ning, may I take a look at this thing in your hand?"

"of course can."

Ning Fengzhi was extremely kind to his wealthy son-in-law.

After handing the veiled object to Du Cheng, Ning Fengzhi added:

"Be careful, I still need to find someone to replicate it..."

Halfway through his sentence, Ning Fengzhi's expression suddenly froze:

"You, you tore him apart?"

Ning Fengzhi could not help but be shocked. He had already conducted a detailed study when he received the veiled insinuations from the auction house.

This thing is meticulously crafted and also has certain protective measures in place.

In Ning Fengzhi's view, even the best craftsmen in Douluo Continent would need to spend a lot of time and effort to replicate the Hidden Sand Indirection.

But this very weapon was reduced to a pile of parts in less than a minute after it fell into Du Cheng's hands.

"what happened?"

Du Cheng glanced at Ning Fengzhi, then scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

"Uncle Ning, don't worry. It's a rather sophisticated hidden weapon, after all. It's not so easy to damage."

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Cheng moved his hands rapidly, and the pile of parts in front of him transformed into a veiled and suggestive image under the watchful eyes of the group.

After finishing the action, Du Cheng didn't forget to explain:

"This thing is not bad, but the person who made it obviously did not put their heart into it. Not only are the parts rough, but there are also several mistakes in the assembly."

"After I re-equipped it, its power has increased by at least half again."

"This……"

Upon hearing Du Cheng's words, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but swallow hard.

If anyone else had said those words, he would have spat at them.

You arrogant brat, do you think your eyesight is better than mine?

But if it's Du Cheng, then that's obviously an exception.

"You can also make these kinds of concealed weapons?"

Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze to Du Cheng and asked:

As expected of someone from a reclusive family, they possess so many skills.

"Uncle Ning, you misunderstand. I don't know anything about the techniques for making hidden weapons."

"but……"

Chapter 178 Who dares to bully my son?

Before Ning Fengzhi could feel disappointed, Du Cheng quickly added:

"Based on my understanding of concealed weapons, as long as I can see the original, I can basically disassemble and reassemble it in a very short time."

While speaking, Du Cheng disassembled and reassembled the veiled criticism twice more:

The speed was so fast that Ning Fengzhi and the others didn't even have time to react.

"So, does that mean you can help us replicate this weapon?"

Ning Fengzhi's gaze fell on Du Cheng, and his voice trembled slightly:

As long as the Sand-Spitting Shadow can be disassembled without damage, replicating various parts is still quite easy for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"of course."

Nodding, Du Cheng added:

"If Uncle Ning is interested in hidden weapons, I have some related throwing techniques here."

"but……"

After a slight pause, until Ning Fengzhi's expression grew increasingly anxious, Du Cheng finally spoke with a mischievous grin:

"Practicing hidden weapon techniques is quite difficult, and mastering them is not an easy task."

"These are small things."

Upon hearing Du Cheng's words, Ning Fengzhi smiled.

"Given this opportunity, I believe the children in the sect would definitely not be willing to give it up."

"My dear son-in-law!"

Ning Fengzhi reached out and grabbed Du Cheng's wrist before continuing:

"You'll definitely pass this technique on to us, right?"

Feeling the strength from Ning Fengzhi's hand, Du Cheng's lips twitched slightly:

Very good, he's become a worthy son-in-law in the blink of an eye!

"of course."

He was internally complaining, but Du Cheng had a broad smile on his face.

Du Cheng pulled a thin booklet from his pocket and handed it to Ning Fengzhi before continuing:

"This contains all the hidden weapon techniques I know. Uncle Ning can pass them on to someone he trusts."

"Hahaha, since that's the case, then I won't hold back."

Before Du Cheng could finish speaking, Ning Fengzhi snatched the booklet from his hand:

"Rest assured, my dear son-in-law, from now on, you are one of my own in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

With one hand patting his chest, Ning Fengzhi continued:

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