Just as Qian Renxue was thinking about Tang Jiu, Ning Fengzhi lightly tapped his cane with his hand. After pondering for a while, he said leisurely, "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, go help Tang Jiu. Since the Clear Sky Sect does not want him, bring him into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Thinking of belonging to the same sect as that poisonous fellow, Sword Douluo felt rather uncomfortable. He snorted. "That brat never acts without profit. He may not be willing to join our sect!"
Ning Fengzhi laughed heartily. "Didn't Uncle Sword say that Rongrong gets along quite well with Tang Jiu? The strongest support and the strongest attack—aren't they a perfect match?"
Sword Douluo grew even angrier at that, glaring with his beard bristling. "You want to marry Rongrong to that little bastard? No! Our Rongrong is such a good girl. We can't let that rotten brat ruin her!"
Rongrong, a good girl?
Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched. Wasn't that an outright lie?
"Uncle Sword, their personalities suit each other. I think it's quite good!"
"No!"
Before Sword Douluo could argue, Qian Renxue immediately objected. How could Little Jiu be allowed to be with Ning Rongrong? Absolutely not!
Ning Fengzhi burst into laughter and looked at Xue Qinghe with satisfaction. He consoled him, "I never expected you to like Rongrong too. But your teacher cannot give Rongrong to you. She must inherit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, while you must inherit the Heaven Dou Empire. A sect and an empire cannot marry into one another; that is the sect's rule."
Qian Renxue clenched her silver teeth. Little Jiu, if you dare get together with Ning Rongrong, hmph~~~~
She silently tightened her fists, a chilling gleam flashing in her eyes.
In the end, Sect Master Ning still sent Sword Douluo