"Rongrong, let me tell you one more time. The person we're going to meet shortly is His Majesty the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire. Remember, don't forget your manners, understand?"
Seeing Sword Douluo Chen Xin gently land on the ground while holding Ning Rongrong's hand, Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment, looked at Ning Rongrong, and emphasized it to her once again.
"Oh, I know already. Father, you've nagged about it who knows how many times along the way."
Ning Rongrong puffed out her little cheeks in exasperation.
"Enough, Fengzhi. Rongrong already knows. You've stressed it so many times. Forget Rongrong, even my ears are about to grow calluses from listening."
Seeing Ning Rongrong puff out her cheeks, Sword Douluo Chen Xin quickly chimed in from the side, speaking up for her.
"Uncle Sword, meeting the emperor isn't some trivial matter. I'm saying all this to keep her from causing trouble."
Ning Fengzhi helplessly rubbed his forehead. "You know what Rongrong is like. And Uncle Sword, could you stop spoiling her so much?"
As if you spoil her any less than I do... Sword Douluo muttered inwardly before saying indifferently,
"Isn't it just meeting the Heaven Dou Emperor? What's the big deal?"
In the proud Sword Douluo Chen Xin's heart, aside from his Seven Kill Sword, Ning Rongrong was the most important thing to him.
Although Ning Rongrong was not his biological granddaughter, Sword Douluo treated her as his own, even more dearly than a real granddaughter.
Other than Ning Fengzhi and his old friend, old partner, and old rival Bone Douluo Gu Rong, Sword Douluo Chen Xin basically held no one else in the Heaven Dou Empire in high regard.
So what if it was the Heaven Dou Emperor? He could wait.
"Enough, let's go. The banquet should