Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 494 Meeting
Recently, Ma Hongjun, on behalf of Tang San, has summoned all the dispatched members back to the Salicer Principality's stronghold, leaving only a small group of members in the Tosk Province branch to gather intelligence on the outside world.

Fortunately, it seems that the other party is only targeting members of the Tang Clan who are on assassination missions, and there have been no major moves in the past two days.

With nothing else to do, Ma Hongjun decided to release the pent-up anger within him. The newly established Rose Street in the Principality of Salikel was a place he frequented, and today was no exception.

The fat man whistled as he walked straight toward Rose Street, showing no sign that he was on the verge of being tormented to death by the evil fire, nor any tension on his face due to the Tang Clan being targeted.

In fact, Ma Hongjun was no longer as concerned about the development of the Tang Sect as he had been at the beginning, since the Tang Sect simply couldn't provide what he needed most.

Just as he was about to enter the corner of Rose Street, a small ice phoenix slowly stopped in front of him, which made his expression tense instantly, and he began to look around to see who was looking for him.

There are many secret codes for communication within the Tang Sect, but he was certain that the Ice Phoenix was not among them. However, to his disappointment, his mental power covered every corner of the surrounding buildings but he still couldn't find any suspicious people.

Just then, the ice phoenix that had been hovering in front of it suddenly flapped its wings twice and flew away into the distance at an extremely slow speed, as if afraid of falling behind.

Ma Hongjun frowned slightly. Something seemed off about this matter, but having long since seen through life and death, he still decided to follow and find out the truth, and more importantly, to resolve the doubts in his heart.

He slowly lifted his feet to follow the figure of the Ice Phoenix. Sure enough, when he got close to the Ice Phoenix, the other party immediately flew forward again. It wasn't until the distance between the two exceeded one hundred meters that the Ice Phoenix stopped in mid-air again to wait for him.

"Hmph, I'd like to see who this person is."

Ma Hongjun didn't think the other party's strength was much greater than his own. After all, if that were the case, they could just attack him directly. Why go through all this trouble and roundabout methods? The only explanation was that the other party wasn't confident in defeating him and had something to discuss with him.

Although his guess was a complete mess, Ning Bei really didn't intend to do anything to him, so it could be considered a lucky accident.

Before following Bingfeng to a restaurant, Ma Hongjun became even more certain of his guess. If the other party wanted to harm him, they would never choose such a crowded and conspicuous place.

As Ma Hongjun ascended to the second floor of the hotel, he saw Bingfeng stop in front of a private room and vanish into thin air. He knew then that the person looking for him was inside that room.

Without any politeness, Ma Hongjun kicked the door open. Regardless of whether the other party was looking for trouble or came to negotiate, it was necessary to give them a warning.

But when the door to the private room shattered and the two figures inside revealed their surprised faces, Ma Hongjun's body suddenly stiffened, because he recognized Ning Bei.

Although he didn't recognize the blonde beauty in the private room, he would never forget Ning Bei's handsome face. During the preliminary rounds of the Soul Master Competition, Ning Bei had turned Flander and Liu Erlong, who were then at the high-level Soul Saint level, into ice sculptures with a flick of her wrist, and displayed them as decorations at the entrance of the lounge for three days a year. Although his strength had improved, he was not arrogant enough to defeat either Flander or Liu Erlong.

As Ma Hongjun recognized Ning Bei, the scene became awkward for a moment, until a waiter from the restaurant heard the sound of the door frame breaking and came to investigate, which broke the deadlock.

"Sir, what brings you here?"

"Ahem, it's nothing. Your door isn't very good quality. It shattered like this with just a light touch."

Ma Hongjun had a sudden inspiration and quickly started pointing at the wooden fragments on the ground and spouting nonsense. He couldn't let the other party know that he wanted to give him a hard time. The best outcome of saying this would be to become an ice sculpture and be displayed at the entrance of the restaurant for three days.

"This gentleman"

The waiter looked embarrassed and wanted to explain that his doors were made of the finest materials and would not break unexpectedly, but Ma Hongjun waved him off before he could finish speaking.

"Stop arguing, I'll pay you back for the door, just remember to get a sturdier one next time." "Okay, sir, we'll definitely get a sturdier door next time."

Since the other party promised to compensate for the loss, the waiter was too lazy to argue with him about the quality of the door frame. Who would do such a thankless and arduous task?

He waved the waiter away, swallowed hard, and slowly entered the private room. He vaguely remembered that Ning Rongrong had called the man in front of him "brother," so this man was very likely a direct descendant of the Ning family of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Young Master Ningning?"

Under Ning Bei and Qian Renxue's teasing gazes, Ma Hongjun tentatively greeted them. Fortunately, his guess was correct; Ning Bei nodded and then spoke:

"It seems that after spending so much time with Tang San, you've forgotten how to attend a banquet. Your temper has improved even faster than your cultivation."

"Forehead"

For some reason, even though Ning Bei hadn't done anything, Ma Hongjun felt as if he were being watched by a monstrous beast, and his fat began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Young Master Ning is joking; it's the quality of their technique that matters."

"Alright, I'm not here to argue with you about these trivial matters. Have a seat."

Just as Ma Hongjun had interrupted the waiter, Ning Bei quietly waved her hand to interrupt the fat man's sophistry. Then, she lightly tapped the table with her index finger, and a chair formed of ice crystals appeared on the other side of the table.

While secretly marveling at the sight, Ma Hongjun was also drawn to the commotion behind him. The once empty door frame had now been replaced by a door of ice, blocking the view from the outside.

Swallowing again, Ma Hongjun carefully sat down on three-quarters of the ice chair, his eyes clear like a primary school student's.

"Young Master Ning, may I ask what business you have with me? I, Fatty, do not believe I can be of any help to you."

Ning Bei's smile hadn't stopped since Ma Hongjun entered the private room, and now she gave him a half-smile.

"It feels good to go from just breaking through to the Soul Emperor realm and entering the mid-stage of the Soul Saint realm in just one year, doesn't it?"

"Forehead"

As Ning Bei spoke, even with his buttocks touching the ice, it did nothing to stop the fat man from breaking out in a cold sweat. He thought Ning Bei had come to interrogate him about the matter of the evil soul master.

“Young Master Ningning, I have never killed any innocent people. The soul power I absorbed was all provided by those damned individuals. You…”

"Wait, I'm not here to confront you. As for why you're willing to use such a stupid method to improve your strength, that's your own business and has nothing to do with me."

The fat man felt no displeasure at being interrupted by Ning Bei again. In fact, he relaxed a little when she said she wasn't there to question him about absorbing the soul power of the corpse.

(End of this chapter)