Little Jiu really could not stand it any longer. He snorted. "Rongrong, did a donkey kick you in the head?"
"Reviving your mother would have consequences beyond imagination! Have you forgotten that she came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
"I personally slaughtered the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! If she came back to life, wouldn't she seek revenge on me?"
Little Jiu looked furious at her failure to live up to expectations. He felt that Ning Rongrong had completely wasted Ning Fengzhi's intelligence, having learned nothing since childhood.
Only then did Ning Rongrong remember the grudge between Little Jiu and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. She defended herself, "You're already the Creation God. Even if my mother wanted revenge, she wouldn't have the ability to do anything to you."
"Stupid, utterly stupid! She may not be able to do anything to Little Jiu, but what if she went after Little Jiu's children?"
Ning Fengzhi cursed furiously, "If she killed Little Jiu's child, can you imagine how terrifying that would be?"
"At that point, it would be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's utter destruction. Who could withstand Little Jiu's thunderous fury?"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were both startled. Such consequences were too terrifying. Just thinking about them made their whole bodies go cold.
Little Jiu dusted off his fingers and said coldly, "Rongrong, you need to understand that many things are choices people make for themselves. Your mother chose that path, so she should not blame anyone for her tragic end."
"I will not revive someone who could bring danger to me, even if the possibility is less than one in a hundred million."
"I will never allow the people I love to be placed in danger."
"Think it over yourself."
After saying that, Little Jiu