Ning Rongrong's body suddenly stiffened at his words.
She stared at Ning Fengzhi in disbelief, her voice trembling. "Dad, y-you mean... Third Brother... is..."
She had thought she saw everything clearly, but it turned out that her supposed clarity was nothing more than self-righteousness.
Ning Fengzhi merely looked at her calmly without saying a word, yet his gaze gave her the answer.
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, an unreadable light flickering in her eyes.
She did not want to admit it, but a voice in her heart kept telling her that Ning Fengzhi was right.
How could Ning Fengzhi not know how fragile his daughter's mental defenses were?
That was why he had never told her what Tang San truly thought.
But he had been wrong.
Sometimes, knowing the truth was the cruelest thing of all.
And now, he had to face that cruel reality.
If she had not still been of use, with Ning Rongrong's temperament, would Tang San's team have tolerated her?
"Ning Rongrong, you're grown up now. It's time you learned to be sensible!"
Ning Rongrong trembled, but then seemed to recall something. "Dad, you just said Third Brother's father was..."
Tang San's father was the Clear Sky Douluo?
But wasn't his Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass?
Wait.
Could Blue Silver Grass possess Innate Full Soul Power?
At that moment, it was as though Ning Rongrong had suddenly gained a brain. She seemed to understand something.
That's right!
Blue Silver Grass could not possibly have Innate Full Soul Power. And if something resembled Blue Silver Grass yet could be a high-level Martial Soul, there was only one possibility.
The Blue Silver Emperor!
"Rongrong, do you understand now?" Ning Fengzhi asked calmly.
"But Little Ao..."
This time, Ning Rongrong began worrying about someone else.
Although she had