Little Brat, Prepare to Die!! [Please collect]

Fortunately, Ning Rongrong really did not make the three of them wait two hours. About an hour later, Ning Rongrong arrived at the dining hall after washing up and changing into a beautiful outfit.

The dining hall was enormous, no less impressive than Nuoding Academy's school cafeteria. Its decor was also exquisite, with carved beams and painted rafters, resplendent in gold and jade.

A long table was laden with delicacies Ning Rongrong enjoyed. Ning Fengzhi sat at the head of the table, while Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo sat beside Ning Rongrong on one side.

During the meal, Ning Fengzhi asked several times about the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, but Ning Rongrong deftly brushed him off each time. Once, when she did not know how to answer, she simply refused to answer at all, leaving Ning Fengzhi quite helpless.

After dinner, the four of them went to the sitting room of the Sect Master's private residence, finally getting down to business.

"This Godly Zhuge Crossbow was given to me by Third Brother for self-defense, and it's very powerful. I came back this time to ask whether these Hidden Weapons can be issued to our clan's direct-line members, so they can have some means of protecting themselves."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a long while. "What kind of person is this Third Brother of yours, exactly?"

Ning Rongrong froze at his question. After thinking hard for a while, she slowly gave her answer. "A very mysterious genius. Third Brother is my classmate at the academy. Although his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, he possesses Innate Full Soul Power. At the age of Six Years Old, he became Master's disciple alongside Zhang Yang..."

The instant they heard the name "Zhang Yang," Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo, and Sword Douluo all perked up.

Yet Ning Rongrong did not notice at all and continued describing Tang San as she remembered him. "...So he's very mysterious, but he's also a trustworthy companion."

"Mm." Ning Fengzhi nodded. "If we can truly equip all our clan members with these Godly Zhuge Crossbows, then Rongrong will have rendered a service to the sect. However..."

"However, the price is worth discussing." Bone Douluo's hoarse voice rang out. "That little Tang San sure has a nice plan. He wants to use our sect's Blacksmiths and our sect's materials to forge weapons for us, then make a fortune off our sect with nothing more than a blueprint."

Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Mm. Rongrong, you may tell your Third Brother that we can certainly do business concerning the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. Since he is your classmate, the sect will not shortchange him on the price."

Tang San intended to sell this kind of Hidden Weapon, while the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sincerely wished to buy them, so the matter was essentially settled. The exact sum was merely a minor detail afterward. What came next was what Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo truly cared about.

Ning Fengzhi supported himself with his scepter and wore a gentle smile. "Rongrong, this is the first time you've been away from home for so long. Father and your two grandfathers both want to know how you've been doing at the academy."

Sword Douluo nodded. "That's right, Rongrong. Come, tell Grandpa Jian all about your life at school. We also want to know about the classmates you met at the academy."

Seeing the same gentle smiles on her father's and two grandfathers' faces, Ning Rongrong sensed something was wrong. "Grandpa Jian, so many guards followed me. They should have records of my life at the academy, shouldn't they?"

Bone Douluo shook his head, his hoarse voice full of dissatisfaction toward his subordinates. "Your Shrek Academy has a Soul Sage stationed there. Those fools simply couldn't infiltrate it. The reports they sent back only covered the month you spent fighting in the Great Soul Arena."

Hearing that, Ning Rongrong thought, It's over. Father and my two grandfathers really do know about Zhang Yang kissing me.

With that in mind, Ning Rongrong stopped trying to hide it. "...Father, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Gu, the person you most want to know about is actually Zhang Yang, isn't it?"

Sword Douluo did not deny it. "We also want to know what you learned at Shrek Academy and how many levels your Soul Power has increased."

Bone Douluo spoke sourly. "If Fengzhi hadn't forcibly stopped me these past two days, I would have gone over there and given that stinky boy a proper beating."

Sword Douluo quietly added, "And me."

Ning Rongrong remained silent, but she knew very well that the three people before her found Zhang Yang utterly displeasing right now. She absolutely could not argue against them.

Ning Fengzhi lightly tapped his scepter against the floor and said seriously, "Tell us about him."

Ning Rongrong nodded. "All right. Zhang Yang is thirteen this year..."

Before Ning Rongrong could even finish her first sentence, she heard Ning Fengzhi and the other two exclaim in surprise, "Zhang Yang is only thirteen?"

The intelligence sent by their subordinates had clearly recorded that Zhang Yang was a Three-ringed Beast Martial Soul Battle Soul Elder and stood one meter ninety-five tall. The three of them had assumed he was already fifteen or sixteen. They had never expected him to be so young.

"Yes." Ning Rongrong said proudly, "Zhang Yang has Innate Full Soul Power. His Martial Soul is the Mutated Beast Martial Soul, Borsalino. Not long after enrolling with me, he broke through to level thirty. He was only twelve years and ten months old when he did..."

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo exchanged glances. "This Zhang Yang's talent is actually this astonishing."

After that, Ning Rongrong began with the first time she met Zhang Yang and carefully told her father and two grandfathers everything.

[The five of them joined forces against Zhao Wuji, and afterward Zhang Yang even mocked Zhu Zhuqing for being "naive."]

Bone Douluo nodded. "Indeed. Before everything is settled, one must never let down one's guard. Zhang Yang handled that very well. And..."

Ning Fengzhi said, "His Mutated Martial Soul and First Soul Skill are truly interesting."

Sword Douluo said, "Other than Dispelling and sealing-type Soul Skills, it has no weakness at all. I truly want to see it for myself."

Ning Rongrong said speechlessly, "Then use him to test your sword? Grandpa Jian, I wasn't wrong, was I?"

Sword Douluo's tone turned awkward. "What? He stole our little princess's first kiss. Isn't Grandpa Jian even allowed to beat him up once?"

Ning Rongrong gave a delicate snort and said nothing.

[Because of her personality, she was ostracized by her classmates. When facing a Soul King, Tang San did not arrange tactics for her either, but Zhang Yang stepped forward to support her.]

Bone Douluo nodded. "He does have the bearing of a man. He dared to point out your mistakes, yet also gave you a chance to prove yourself and rejoin the group."

Sword Douluo, however, darkened his face. "I think that boy has ulterior motives. He's playing hard to get."

Ning Fengzhi said helplessly, "Uncle Jian..."

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Ning Rongrong said, "Grandpa Jian..."

[Xiao Wu was taken away by the Titan Giant Ape, and Zhang Yang immediately gave chase.]

Bone Douluo was extremely satisfied. "Mm, he was even willing to risk his life for a classmate. A heroic deed."

Sword Douluo sneered. "Disregarding the group and acting rashly—an idiot with no brains."

Ning Fengzhi said, "..."

Ning Rongrong said, "..."

[Against the Moon Shadow Combination, Zhang Yang saw that things were going wrong and immediately threw her off the Soul Arena platform.]

Bone Douluo burst into laughter. "Not bad, not bad. He put your safety first. That boy has always kept Rongrong in his heart."

Sword Douluo snorted coldly. "Hmph, when he saw things were going badly, he threw Rongrong off the Soul Arena platform. Doesn't that mean he doesn't trust Rongrong? What if Rongrong got hurt from the fall? A little black mist scared him into such a state. This boy is timid as a mouse and will never accomplish anything great!"

Ning Fengzhi said, "..."

Ning Rongrong said, "..."

[Against the Mad Team, Zhang Yang struck first and eliminated the Spider Female Soul Master and Ruyi Disk Soul Master.]

Bone Douluo clapped his hands. "He instantly dealt with the enemy's two most crucial points. He has both courage and strategy."

Sword Douluo retorted, "He eliminated the Support System Soul Master but still allowed him to release his most crucial Third Soul Skill. He dealt with the Control System Soul Master but caused the enemies in their frenzied state to become uncontrollable, nearly getting the Food System Soul Master injured. Not only did he serve no purpose in this battle, he even made things worse."

Ning Fengzhi said, "..."

Ning Rongrong said, "..."

[Against the Imperial Fighting Team, Zhang Yang kicked the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master out of the match, restrained four enemy Battle Soul Masters, and provoked the enemy into forfeiting.]

Bone Douluo applauded. "He can closely coordinate with the team's tactics and swiftly eliminate the most valuable enemy. He is also skilled at exploiting his opponents' weaknesses and has an excellent combat mind. I believe this boy can definitely protect Rongrong."

Sword Douluo sneered. "He's slick-tongued. I don't think this boy can be trusted. Rongrong, you need to stay away from him."

Ning Fengzhi said, "..."

Ning Rongrong said, "..."

[Outside the Great Soul Arena, Zhang Yang could not help but kiss her.]

Bone Douluo flew into a rage. "This old man is going to kill that stinky boy."

Sword Douluo's expression was icy. "Then you'll have to get in line behind me."

Ning Fengzhi said helplessly, "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, you..."

Seeing Bone Douluo's sudden change in attitude, Ning Rongrong was utterly speechless. "Grandpa Gu, didn't you just say Zhang Yang was pretty good? You even said he could protect me. You're a Titled Douluo—how can you change your mind so quickly?"

Bone Douluo smiled awkwardly at her words. "Be good, Rongrong. It's Grandfather's fault. Grandfather forgot about that part."

Ning Rongrong explained, "He is a Battle Soul Master, so this does not count as violating the sect's rules. Besides, we've only just gotten together. It's definitely impossible for you to break us apart now. I will take time to see his true nature clearly, and I hope Father and my two grandfathers can give me some time as well."

Rongrong folded her arms across her chest, turned around, and faced away from the three of them. "I'm done speaking. Who agrees? Who objects?"

After thinking for a moment, Ning Fengzhi said, "Zhang Yang's talent is exceptional. He broke through to level thirty as a Soul Elder at the age of twelve. Compared to him, other geniuses are nothing special. If Rongrong truly likes him, Father will naturally support you."

"This boy's Mutated Martial Soul is very unusual, and his First Soul Skill is also quite interesting. It can be called a life-saving Divine Skill. With his talent and his ability to preserve his own life, his future potential is immeasurable. If Rongrong truly likes him, Grandpa Gu agrees as well."

She had gotten two out of three votes, and one of them was her father's. This result made Ning Rongrong, who still had her back turned to them, secretly overjoyed.

But Ning Rongrong kept her expression calm and loudly asked Sword Douluo, "Grandpa Jian, what about you?"

"With the result as it is, is there any need for me to speak?" Sword Douluo Chen Xin snorted coldly.

Hearing that, Ning Rongrong quickly turned around and threw herself into Sword Douluo's arms, saying gloomily, "Of course there is. Rongrong was raised under Grandpa Jian's and Grandpa Gu's care and protection. Now that I have a lover, I naturally hope to receive Grandpa Jian's approval and Grandpa Jian's blessing too."

Sword Douluo looked at the little girl in his arms with a complicated gaze. Only after a long while did he say with great reluctance, "Since Rongrong truly likes him, I... I agree."

Ning Rongrong was overjoyed. She hurriedly wrapped her arms around all three of their necks and planted fierce kisses on them. "Really? Thank you, Grandpa Jian! Mua! Thank you, Grandpa Gu! Mua! Thank you, Father! Mua, mua! I knew Father and my two grandfathers loved me the most."

Ning Fengzhi helplessly patted Ning Rongrong, who was acting coquettishly in his arms. "All right, Rongrong. You've traveled for so many days, so you must be exhausted. Go back to your room and rest early."

"Mm. Good night, Father. Good night, Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu."

Overwhelmed by excitement, Ning Rongrong did not notice anything unusual about the three of them. After bidding them good night, she went Bouncing around back to her room.

The three of them watched Ning Rongrong's figure disappear around the corner, then remained silent in the sitting room for a long time.

After a while, a servant reported from outside the door, "Sect Master, the maid sent word that the young lady has already gone to sleep."

The Next Moment, Titled Douluo-level Soul Power suddenly erupted. A figure rode a Longsword through the sky, vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.