Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
In the antique waterside pavilion, Ning Fengzhi leisurely admired the fish swimming peacefully in the pond. Five years seemed to have left no mark on him; he was still as handsome and refined as ever.
Beside him, Bone Douluo Gu Rong leaned against a wooden pillar with his eyes closed in rest. With his towering frame, his head almost seemed to touch the roof.
"Dad, Bone Grandfather, I'm back!"
A cheerful voice came from the other end of the waterside pavilion.
At the sound, Ning Fengzhi immediately smiled. Gu Rong also opened his eyes.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong as she pinched up the hem of her skirt and trotted toward him, and he froze at once. This girl was Ning Rongrong? Noble and elegant, dressed exactly like Ning Rongrong, only far more beautiful in appearance. He said in surprise:
"You are... Rongrong?"
"Mm."
"How did you become like this?"
Ning Fengzhi asked, somewhat amazed. After a brief contact, he dared to conclude that this was his daughter, Ning Rongrong. Though her appearance had changed, that familiar feeling from her Martial Soul would not change.
Ning Rongrong smiled mysteriously. "Dad, I'll tell you about that later."
Ning Rongrong then hugged the astonished Bone Douluo as well before sitting down to the side.
Sword Douluo, dressed in white, followed behind Ning Rongrong and also walked over. The moment Sword Douluo stepped into the waterside pavilion, his gaze collided with Bone Douluo's, and the air seemed to fill with the smell of gunpowder.
The two Titled Douluo had been fighting for half their lives. Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly, turned his gaze away, and asked Ning Rongrong:
"You've been gone so long. Is there anything you want to tell Dad?"
After speaking, he gently blew