"Then I'll go and see what kind of person he is." Jian Douluo immediately rose to his feet.
Ning Fengzhi smiled wryly. "Sword Uncle, I think you just want to visit that Little Ancestor."
Jian Douluo snorted. "What's wrong with that? Am I not allowed?"
Ning Fengzhi said, "You can visit her, no problem. But don't show yourself. You and Uncle Long have spoiled her far too much. That girl is already impossible to discipline at home.
"My idea is to use this trip as an opportunity to temper her."
Jian Douluo said unhappily, "You've only seen Rongrong's playful side. You haven't seen how obedient and sensible she can be."
Ning Fengzhi didn't argue with him about it. He merely stressed, "In any case, listen to me and don't show yourself. Let that girl get some lessons out in the world. Maybe she'll change a little."
Jian Douluo was just about to object when Ning Fengzhi continued, "And don't focus only on Rongrong.
"Don't forget the boy, either. I'm curious—could there really be a twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor?"
Jian Douluo nodded. "Don't worry. If that kid really has such talent, I'll bring him to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect even if I have to tie him up and drag him there."
"That wouldn't be appropriate," Ning Fengzhi said, rejecting the idea.
"The principle that possessing a treasure invites trouble isn't hard to understand. That boy dared to reveal his strength in public, so he must have something to rely on. He may even have an impressive background. We should investigate first, then decide what to do."
"Understood. I'll act according to the situation." Jian Douluo nodded. He then summoned a Flying Sword and set it on the ground. Stepping onto it, he shot out of the main hall. The sword