Ning Rongrong: Did Chen Fan Go to Heaven Dou Royal Academy?

Meanwhile.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The glazed roof tiles shimmered beneath the sunlight, and the sect was steeped in peace.

Yet Ning Rongrong's mood was the complete opposite of the weather.

Smash!

A fine white jade teacup was hurled viciously to the floor, shattering into pieces.

"This is too much!"

The maiden's pretty face was full of fury as she paced back and forth through the lavish room, her skirt swishing irritably with every movement.

"That bastard Chen Fan! It's been so many days, and he hasn't sent a single message!"

"What does he take me, Ning Rongrong, for? A pet he can summon and dismiss whenever he pleases?!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, her chest heaving unevenly.

When they had parted last time, she had still been throwing a little tantrum, waiting for him to come back and coax her.

But what happened?

So many days had passed, and she had not even caught a glimpse of him!

Didn't he know she would worry? That she would be angry?

Ning Rongrong stamped her foot. Unable to sit still any longer, she spun around, rushed out of the room, and headed straight for the council hall.

Inside the hall, Ning Fengzhi was discussing sect affairs with Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"Dad! Sword Grandpa! Bone Grandpa!"

Ning Rongrong stormed in, interrupting the three men's conversation.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, then his expression turned into helpless indulgence. "Rongrong, what is it? You're still so rash."

"Where's Chen Fan?!" Ning Rongrong demanded bluntly, hands on her hips.

The moment those words left her mouth, the atmosphere in the hall froze.

Ning Fengzhi's smile stiffened on his face.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was usually so composed, let his gaze drift for a moment before looking up at the ceiling beams.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong, straightforward by nature, gave two dry coughs, scratched his head, and avoided her eyes.

The three of them had reacted exactly the same way.

Evasive and hesitant.

Ning Rongrong was far too clever not to notice something was wrong.

"You..." She eyed the three suspiciously. "Are you hiding something from me?"

Ning Fengzhi sighed and said gently, "Rongrong, Chen Fan... may be busy with something important."

He simply could not bring himself to say it.

Was he supposed to tell his precious daughter that the young man she longed for already had another girl by his side?

That girl called Na'er, whether in talent, beauty, or the attentive tenderness she showed Chen Fan, was...

Ning Fengzhi did not dare continue that thought.

"Something important? What could possibly be more important than me?!" Ning Rongrong's princess temper flared, and her voice rose several notches.

She pressed on, "Do you even know where he is?"

Sword Douluo slowly shook his head.

Bone Douluo answered vaguely, "N-No idea."

Ning Fengzhi could only give a bitter smile.

"No idea?"

Ning Rongrong snorted, but a knowing look appeared on her little face.

"I don't believe you!"

Her eyes darted around as she suddenly remembered something.

"Last time, he promised to visit Heaven Dou Royal Academy with me. He even said that maybe we could enroll together someday!"

"He hasn't come back for so many days. He must have secretly gone to Heaven Dou City alone to take care of that!"

The more she spoke, the more convinced she became. Much of the anger faded from her face, replaced by a smug little look that seemed to say, See? I figured it out.

"Fine, then! He actually went without waiting for me! Just wait until I find him and teach him a lesson!"

After leaving behind that threat, Ning Rongrong turned and ran toward the sect gates.

"I'm going to find him!"

Her clear voice echoed through the hall.

Watching their daughter's puffed-up figure leave, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo all sighed in relief at the same time.

Then came deep sighs.

"Sect Master, this..." Bone Douluo hesitated.

"We can hide it for a while, but not forever." Sword Douluo's tone carried a trace of concern.

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his brow, his eyes filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

"Alas..."

"Let's leave it at that for now. We'll deal with what comes later when it comes."

"Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. Let her go."

Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

The academy gates stood grand and imposing, displaying the heritage of the continent's foremost academy.

At the registration desk, several teachers were bent over their paperwork.

Chen Fan and Na'er stood side by side. Their exceptional looks and bearing drew frequent glances from the students passing nearby.

"I'm sorry, you two."

Teacher Li, who was handling registration, looked up and shook his head apologetically.

"The final deadline for new student registration has already passed. You arrived too late."

Chen Fan frowned slightly.

The purpose of his trip was to get close to Dugu Yan through the academy, and then approach her grandfather, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.

He had not expected to be blocked at the very first step—enrollment.

Seeing that the two possessed extraordinary bearing, especially Na'er, whose beauty and aura were unlike anything he had seen in his life, Teacher Li could not help feeling a desire to nurture such talent.

He added proactively, "You both look quite young. How about this? Come early when registration opens next year. If needed, I can help you apply for a waiver of all tuition and miscellaneous fees."

The students waiting in line nearby also cast them friendly looks.

"Yeah, you really are late. The list has already been finalized by the academic affairs office."

"But it's okay. Come earlier next year. As long as your Soul Power meets the standard, you'll definitely be able to enroll smoothly!"

Ye Lingling, who had been discussing cultivation matters with Teacher Li nearby, also turned around at the sound.

When her gaze landed on Chen Fan and Na'er, her eyes brightened slightly.

What a splendid pair.

She smiled gently and said to them, "If you enroll next year, then as your senior, I'll play the host and help you get familiar with everything in the academy."

Her refined voice was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

Clearly, enrollment was not going to work out this year.

Just as Chen Fan was considering whether to use the Crown Prince's Mansion's connections to force his way in—

"Thud—thud—thud—"

From the distance came a series of steady, distinct footsteps, accompanied by the clanging of armor.

The crowd seemed to be parted by an invisible hand, automatically opening up a path.

After a brief commotion, everyone held their breath.

Xue Qinghe approached in light golden Crown Prince attire, moving with the stride of a dragon and tiger.

His features were elegant and handsome, his expression calm, yet he carried the natural authority of imperial nobility.

And behind him followed three elderly men with deep, restrained auras.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy's three Chief Instructors—Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Xi Lin!

Three great figures at the Soul Douluo level were following behind the Crown Prince step by step like attendants.

Such a display instantly silenced the entire registration area.

The appearance of Xue Qinghe's party rendered the already quiet registration area so silent that a pin drop could be heard.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Greetings, three Chief Instructors!"

Teacher Li and the other registration teachers hurriedly rose and bowed, their manner respectful to the extreme.

The surrounding students did not even dare breathe loudly. They all lowered their heads, offering the highest respect to the Crown Prince of the Empire and the academy's towering pillars.

Ye Lingling also bowed slightly, but from the corner of her eye, she glanced at Chen Fan and Na'er, who were still standing perfectly straight beside her, and her heart tightened.