"Old Jian, don't worry. Since Fengzhi said so, Rongrong will definitely be fine!"
After hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Gu Rong patted Chen Xin on the shoulder reassuringly.
He and Chen Xin were very close, and during this time, he'd known that Chen Xin had been deeply concerned about the matter, worried that something might happen to Ning Rongrong.
He'd seen how Chen Xin could barely eat or sleep because of it.
"Alas, I failed to look after her properly this time. Otherwise, this wouldn't have happened to Rongrong."
"If I ever run into that brat again, I'll kill him and show him that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect isn't so easily threatened!"
"They're all Titled Douluo. I wonder what power they belong to."
At the thought of Luo Yan, a murderous intent rose in Chen Xin's heart.
Remembering how Luo Yan had threatened him, Chen Xin wished he could go to Suotuo City right then and kill him—especially Xiao Wu, who had badly injured Ning Rongrong.
Even if Ning Rongrong had been in the wrong first, Chen Xin didn't think that gave Xiao Wu the right to do that.
[Chen Xin recalled the past and developed murderous intent toward you. Resentment Points +24517645!]
Luo Yan was sitting in the carriage, contemplating the inheritance of the Law of Thunder in his bloodline, when a system notification suddenly sounded.
In recent days, he'd often received Resentment Points because of the arena he'd set up in Suotuo City.
But they'd all come from Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors, so the amounts were tiny.
So Luo Yan had simply asked the system to filter the notifications, hiding any Resentment Points below a million.
"Hm? Chen Xin? I was just about to go looking for you, and now Chen Xin's sent