Reality had taught her a harsh lesson.
A lesson she would never forget! Reality was cruel.
If she wanted to meddle in others' affairs, she needed sufficient strength. Otherwise, it was easy to drag her own people down with her.
And—
She would pay an extremely painful price.
"Grandpa Sword..."
Ning Rongrong sat in the corner of the room, hugging her knees with both arms, her eyes swollen red. Even though Sword Douluo Chen Xin had been gone for quite some time—
She still could not move on.
She kept shouting that she wanted revenge, but Ning Rongrong knew that with her strength, and with the strength of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—
Revenge?
It was simply a fantasy, nothing but a pipe dream! Revenge?
It was far too distant.
If she insisted on revenge, even sacrificing the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be futile.
It was not that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was too weak.
Rather—
Spirit Hall was simply too powerful.
It stood above the seven sects and could even contend with the two great empires. Did a mere Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect think it could shake such an existence? What wishful thinking!...
Oscar's heart ached as he looked at Ning Rongrong. He hated himself—hated his own weakness, hated that he could not help the woman he loved bear some of the burden.
He hated Spirit Hall.
As for hating Tang San? Impossible.
Tang San had the Protagonist's Halo and was one of the Shrek Seven Devils. He simply could not bring himself to hate him.
Perhaps that was the power of the Protagonist's Halo! It was truly terrifying.
Terrifying beyond measure!
Oscar clenched his fists and held Ning Rongrong as he comforted her. "Rongrong, don't worry. We will definitely