Holy Script C, Xiao Wu Set Out Too

"Rongrong, are you unwilling?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter's embarrassed expression and gently pressed the question.

Ning Rongrong came back to her senses, a bashful flush spreading across her cheeks. She stammered for a long while without managing to say anything.

Wei Feng watched it all with amusement.

The Diary took a picture of Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong at that moment.

Hahaha, my future father-in-law is totally to my liking.

He probably failed to personally test me and figured I'd be wary of him, but Rongrong is still young. He must have guessed I wouldn't be as guarded around my wife Rongrong.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Letting my wife Rongrong spend more time with me—wasn't that practically handing me the foundation to build a good relationship with her?

With such sensible arrangements from my future father-in-law, I'll definitely have to give him some nice gifts in the future. He's sending one wife Rongrong over to me, so someday I'll send back one big and one small.

Invincible, invincible, utterly invincible.

Wei Feng eagerly recorded these amusing events, and the Diary Instance simultaneously updated with what he had written.

The many women reading the Diary widened their eyes, staring in disbelief at Ning Fengzhi, who had been captured in the Diary Instance's contents by Wei Feng.

As expected of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master. That decisiveness was simply incredible! But...

Seeing Wei Feng say in the Diary Instance that Ning Fengzhi was still testing him.

The Women were once again rendered speechless.

Ning Fengzhi's test was real, and so was his boldness.

But he had Ning Rongrong secretly test him.

Could Rongrong still come back afterward? Would she really have to return with one big and one small?

Or perhaps she would simply return alone, except with a huge belly?

The Women shuddered.

Based on Wei Feng's behavior in the Diary Instance.

They absolutely believed he was capable of that. He was the ultimate lecher.

What was there that an ultimate lecher wouldn't do? "Dad, no... no."

Ning Rongrong answered hesitantly.

Seeing the newly updated contents of the Diary Instance, then meeting Ning Fengzhi's caring, gentle gaze.

All of a sudden, she didn't know what to do.

Why did I suddenly come back? I could have gotten in touch with Wei Feng some other time!

Can someone please save me...

"I know young people must have their own ways of interacting. You would surely feel restrained with me around, so wouldn't it be more relaxed and comfortable for you to spend time with someone your own age?"

"Nephew Wei Feng, Rongrong's temperament is somewhat difficult. I'll have to trouble you to be a little more accommodating toward her."

Seeing that Rongrong had agreed, Ning Fengzhi spoke gently to Wei Feng.

Wei Feng smiled. "Uncle Ning, you flatter me. I happen to have nothing else to do today, so I can accompany Miss Rongrong for a stroll around the streets."

"Excellent!"

Seeing that Wei Feng had not refused, Ning Fengzhi's anxious heart immediately settled.

Ning Rongrong knew she could not avoid this.

Her pearly teeth lightly bit her red lips as she did not quite dare to meet Wei Feng's eyes.

Now that they were more or less full from food and drink, Wei Feng extended an invitation. "Miss Rongrong, after you."

"Mm~"

Under Ning Fengzhi's watchful gaze, Wei Feng and Ning Rongrong left the restaurant together.

Only after a long while, when he watched the two disappear into the distance from the restaurant window, did the gentle look on Ning Fengzhi's face slowly fade, replaced by solemnity.

"Fengzhi, this is inappropriate!"

Sword Douluo spoke in a low voice, somewhat dissatisfied with Ning Fengzhi's arrangement.

How could he not understand Ning Fengzhi's intentions? But he had watched Ning Rongrong grow up, and he did not want her to suffer even the slightest grievance.

Especially when Ning Fengzhi was clearly using Ning Rongrong right now.

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly. "Uncle Jian, I discussed this with Uncle Bone last time as well."

"The continent is currently undercurrents beneath the surface. Our sect must make preparations in advance."

"Rongrong is still young, and I truly do not wish to make such arrangements. But this is a measure born of necessity!"

Sword Douluo instantly fell silent.

The Douluo Continent of the past had been plagued by endless strife.

Yet the current Douluo Continent was unusually peaceful.

Sword Douluo had lived through that era, so he naturally understood exactly where Ning Fengzhi's worries lay.

"Uncle Jian, don't worry!"

"That girl Rongrong is the Little Witch of our sect!"

"Actually, I'm not using Rongrong. I'm merely letting her get to know Wei Feng."

"If... I mean, if something truly unavoidable happens, perhaps this can be considered a path of survival left for Rongrong."

Ning Fengzhi analyzed the matter methodically.

"I hope so!"

Sword Douluo answered steadily, accepting Ning Fengzhi's arrangement.

On the streets of Heaven Dou City.

Wei Feng and Ning Rongrong walked side by side.

The current Ning Rongrong was not yet as mature as she would become in the coming years.

But she was, after all, part of the Spirit Master World. Wei Feng could still see a trace of maturity in Ning Rongrong.

Walking beside Wei Feng, Ning Rongrong felt somewhat embarrassed.

Especially since she knew that although Wei Feng appeared refined and gentle on the surface, treating everyone with kindness.

When he wrote in his Diary, he was outrageously lewd.

The two simply walked along like that, neither of them speaking first.

Is this guy really planning to just keep walking with me like this?

But there's something off about his eyes. Is he looking at me too?

This old pervert... isn't he looking at me while writing in his Diary at the same time?

Shopping with my wife Rongrong.jpg

I have to say, the Spirit Master World really produces beauties. Look at my wife Rongrong now—like a flower bud about to bloom. Rich, well-connected, and beautiful, she's absolutely the ideal woman.

Well, her personality is a little lacking, but she changed a great deal after spending several years at Shrek Academy. She still has plenty of room to grow.

But if there's really one unavoidable flaw, my wife Rongrong's legs aren't as long as my wife Xiao Wu's, and her figure isn't as magnificent as my wife Zhu Zhuqing's.

After a rough estimate, my wife Rongrong should be the petite and delicate type. Her Holy Script is probably only around a C, just right to fit in one hand. Perfect.

???

Wei Feng, you old pervert!

Ning Rongrong was about to explode.

Knowing what Wei Feng was judging, she could not help lowering her head to look.

At a glance, she could still see the tips of her shoes.

Mine really does seem a little small.

Maybe I should find an opportunity to ask Zhuqing later?

Zhuqing is exceptionally gifted in that regard, but there should be ways to develop it later, right?

Ning Rongrong's thoughts were in turmoil.

For a time, she was completely unable to calm herself.

Elsewhere, at Shrek's resting quarters.

Xiao Wu was also unable to calm down, just like Ning Rongrong.

Seeing the latest contents updated in the Diary Instance and seeing that Ning Rongrong had actually started strolling through the streets with Wei Feng.

Xiao Wu grew anxious. "Could Rongrong have a Diary Instance like mine?"

"Did she suddenly go find Wei Feng because of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo?"

"No, if Rongrong accidentally reveals everything about the Diary Instance, then won't we be unable to see the Diary Instance's commentary on the future anymore?"

Xiao Wu patiently analyzed the matter.

She had already gotten her emotions under control, but now they had tightened once again.

Without bothering to pack up any further, and since Shrek Academy had no matches today, she hurriedly left.

"I need to find Rongrong. If Rongrong really has a Diary Instance..."

"Mm... I have to remind her."

"Immediately!"

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