Chapter 129: The collapse of Ning Fengzhi

Facing Bibi Dong's inquiry, the people on the side of Team Tian Dou looked at each other, hesitating to neither speak against nor express support, and the scene fell into an awkward silence.
And in this silence, a burst of lonely applause sounded: "Good! Welcome!"
Who? Who dares to be so bold? Everyone looked around with suspicion, and on the ground, a middle-aged person dressed as a journalist was clapping vigorously.
Tang San was startled: "Who are you?"
Wang Xing cried out helplessly: "Wu Wuyan? Why are you here?"
Wu Wuyan then proudly said: "I noticed that all the students from the Elemental Academy suddenly changed direction after leaving Wuhun City, so I followed them... Sure enough, there is some big news waiting for me!"
The scene in front of him made Wu Wuyou's heart tremble. Are the Martial Soul Hall and the Heavenly Combat about to go to war with so many titled Douluo? As the first reporter on the scene to report, he will definitely make a name for himself in history.
According to the latest agreement between the Tang Sect and Tian Dou, journalists have the right of combat exemption. In other words, you cannot lay a finger on me as an innocent journalist... right?
Wu Wuya's excitement dissipated and he cautiously glanced at the soul masters around him who were staring at him. He suddenly realized that if these powerful individuals above the rank of Soul Saint really wanted to attack him, it seemed that he wouldn't stand a chance.
Bibi hostess: "Oh, you are the infamous Wu Wuya. I have read your reports, hehe..."
"Your Majesty, it's a misunderstanding!" Wu Wuya trembled, feeling a great disaster approaching. He hurriedly defended himself, "It was the editors who forced me to write those fallacies. I never wanted to... From the bottom of my heart, I support the righteous Martial Soul Temple. It's just that I'm forced by livelihood to associate with the scoundrels from Tian Dou Newspaper against my conscience..."
"Oh?"
比比东回忆起那些令武魂殿上下极其不爽的不实报道，虽然用词矫揉造作，但确实很能勾起人们的情绪。
“本来想治你对武魂殿的不敬之罪的，不过看在你刚才鼓掌积极的份上就算了。武魂城最近要扩张一次，刚好新的宣传部门还差人手，既然你这么心向武魂殿，不如来我这工作？”
"Really? Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wu Wuyan instantly rejoiced. The official positions in the Martial Soul City were opportunities that many soul masters couldn't find even if they broke their heads. As long as the Martial Soul Hall didn't fall, the iron rice bowl in the Martial Soul City would remain intact. Moreover, these official positions not only had generous benefits but also included the allocation of a set of houses in the city. Over the years, the housing prices in the Martial Soul City have soared, and a single house is worth a fortune.
"So, you can start working now. You have to write the news truthfully that I will announce later."
Bibi Dong shifted his gaze from Wu Wuya and began to get to the point: "Everyone, I am here today to announce two pieces of good news."
"Hoo..."
Qian Renxue listened to Bibi Dong's words and suddenly felt a bit nervous. At this moment, she didn't put on any disguise and exposed her true face in front of all the familiar faces in the Douluo Continent. Snow Slaughter's teacher, Snow Slaughter's elders, Snow Slaughter's friends... But those are all things related to "Snow Slaughter," not her.
比比东的声音继续：“第一个好消息，是我武魂殿终于找回了少主。这孩子出生没多久就走丢了，能找回来，真是天使神保佑。小雪，跟他们介绍一下你自己吧？”
Qian Renxue took a step forward in the air, revealing her perfect face to everyone. Her pure golden hair cascaded down, and she seemed to shimmer with holy radiance.
From a very young age, she willingly left her familiar home and donned a mask to live in a foreign court. The position of the crown prince is not bad at all; the people respect and adore Xue Qinghe, believing that he will become a wise king in the future. But for Qian Renxue, all these glitz and glamour are merely superficial. From the very beginning, she has abandoned this empire and has been walking in darkness.
And now, she finally takes off the mask and walks in the sunlight.
"Hello everyone."
Qian Renxue's voice is sacred and ethereal, as if an angel is delivering an oracle.
"My name is Qian Renxue. His Holiness, the Pope, is my mother. Qian Xunji is my father, and Qian Dao Liu is my grandfather. It's a pleasure to meet you all."
Qian Renxue is really happy. She couldn't help but show a smile from the bottom of her heart. There are no more invisible shackles restricting her actions. At this moment, she is no longer a trapped canary, but can spread her angelic wings and fly freely in the sky.
Xue Qianren was very happy, but Tian Dou and his people seemed not so happy. And some people's expressions were extremely strange, as if they had seen something unimaginable.
Ning Fengzhi's elegant and easygoing temperament was broken in a second, his face turned red, and his fingers trembled as he pointed at Xue Qianren, "Why are you wearing the Prince's clothes?"
Looking at Ning Fengzhi's momentum, if he weren't a Soul Sage with a strong body, he would probably be rushed to the hospital and given instant heart-saving pills for rescue.
"Oh, well," Qian Renxue patted her clothes, "The Crown Prince of Qinghe and I hit it off at first sight, so he gave me these clothes. He also said he was tired of political struggles and had decided to become a monk and retire to the mountains. You probably won't find him again."
"Who would believe it!" Ning Fengzhi, whose worldview collapsed, couldn't accept all of this. Although the appearance of Qian Renxue in front of him was completely different from Xue Qinghe, how could he, who had been Xue Qinghe's teacher for so long, not see that they were the same person?
Ning Fengzhi was filled with passion and wanted to confront the truth directly: "Do you think I'm stupid? It's obvious that Qinghe is you--"
Ning Rongrong quickly covered his mouth and said, "Dad, calm down! The Crown Prince is just missing!"
Qian Renxue chuckled, "Master Ning, don't be so agitated. Qinghe and I are true friends. Since you're his teacher, you're also mine. Before Qinghe left, he even left all his assets in the imperial city to Rongrong."
Ning Fengzhi was taken aback and looked at Ning Rongrong, saying, "Is there something?"
"Yes, there is. I didn't tell you before..." Ning Rongrong cautiously leaned over to Ning Fengzhi's ear and whispered, "It was a gift from Wang Xing..."
"Wang Xing?"
Ning Fengzhi immediately cast a murderous look at Wang Xing, at this moment he fully understood the situation. Qian Renxue had deceived him, her teacher, completely. And now, is Wang Xing also planning to harm Ning Rongrong?
Previously, Wang Xingming was apparently single, so Ning Fengzhi suggested more than once that he become his son-in-law. But now he regrets it deeply, isn't this inviting trouble into his home?
"Dad, where were you thinking?!" Ning Rongrong explained helplessly to her furious father, "That kind of thing doesn't concern me at all! Qian Renxue and Wang Xing are the..."
"What do you mean it doesn't concern you? Isn't my daughter worthy of him?" Ning Fengzhi angrily added another point.
Seeing the topic heading in a strange direction, Xue Xing couldn't help but interrupt: "So, the Crown Prince disappeared, right?"
“That's correct.”
Qian Renxue looked at Xue Xing with a smile. Before, she had to call him "Uncle" or "Your Highness, the Crown Prince." But now, she could even call him an old geezer, and Xue Xing might even have to apologize to her.