How Is Lin Qingmo? A Father's Test

Tang San left in a sorry state, but the commotion had not completely subsided.

As dusk deepened in the streets and alleys, the sounds of bustling activity spread out, weaving together a lively and extraordinary scene.

Ning Rongrong was personally taken away by Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo.

After a long separation, the father and daughter were reunited. Lin Qingmo and the others didn't ask many questions and simply said goodbye.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's exclusive carriage was parked in the most conspicuous position at the main entrance of the auction.

The ebony body is inlaid with tiny sapphires, which reflect a Youyou glow under the light.

The embroidered Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emblem on the carriage curtain shone brightly, its magnificent and imposing presence attracting the attention of passersby.

Even if the Soul Master passing by only caught a glimpse of it from afar, they would instinctively slow their pace and take a detour, not daring to overstep their bounds in the slightest.

Inside the carriage.

Ning Rongrong twirled the hem of her skirt with her fingertips as she looked at Ning Fengzhi across from her.

He simply wanted to ask about her recent situation and find out how she was doing.

Thinking of this, a charming smile appeared on her lips.

Her voice was as sweet as honey.

She looked up at him with a hint of coquettishness. "Daddy, what do you want to ask me? Just tell me."

Ning Fengzhi's gentle gaze fell upon her, his eyes filled with undisguised satisfaction.

He carefully examined the youngest daughter before him.

The spoiled and willful little girl who would throw a tantrum at the slightest dissatisfaction.

Now, some of his unruly nature has faded.

His eyes and brows now possess a more composed and intelligent quality.

Although she still has that playful look.

But her every move subtly revealed the grace and poise of a lady from a prominent family.

Ruffling Ning Rongrong's hair, Ning Fengzhi said with a hint of doting, "Can't Daddy just ask you to keep him company? Do I have to have something to ask you before I can talk to you?"

Chen Xin stood aside.

His gaze swept over the Soul Power flowing around Ning Rongrong, and a hint of approval flashed in his weathered eyes.

With a hint of teasing in his tone, he said, "Ning Rongrong has indeed grown a lot."

"Back when we were in the sect, she would cry and whine over the smallest things, chasing after me and calling me ' Sword Grandpa, Sword Grandpa ' to complain."

"Now look at them, they're having so much fun outside that they don't even want to chat with us anymore."

"It seems the outside world is indeed much more interesting than our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Rongrong blushed, stomped her foot in embarrassment and annoyance, and said coquettishly:

"Sword Grandpa, what are you saying? How could I not want to spend time with you and Dad? It's just..."

It's just more fun being around friends.

She didn't say the second half of the sentence aloud.

But the glint in his eyes and the slight upturn of his lips had already betrayed his true thoughts.

She was pampered and cherished by everyone in the sect since childhood; how could she have ever suffered any grievances?

Now that I've met a group of like-minded partners, my days are fulfilling and happy, which is naturally much more interesting than being in the sect.

Seeing that her daughter's emotions were written all over her face, and that she couldn't hide her little thoughts, she realized that her daughter was very emotional.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head.

He decided to cut to the chase, his gaze sharpening slightly as he went straight to the point:

"Ning Rongrong, do you have a lot of contact with Lin Qingmo? How does he treat you?"

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously, her eyes suddenly lighting up as if two small flames had been ignited.

Her tone was filled with undisguised admiration and excitement. "Dad, A-Qing is amazing, he..."

Once she started talking, she couldn't stop, chattering away.

Judging from Lin Qingmo's various behaviors at the Academy.

From his interactions with Dai Mubai, Tang San, and others, to how he takes care of his companions and how diligently he cultivates.

She longed to tell her father every single detail.

Her small face was full of radiant joy, completely unaware that Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin had exchanged a meaningful glance.

On the other side.

Xiao Wu, pulling Zhu Zhuqing along, excitedly plunged into the bustling streets and alleys of Heaven Dou City.

The oppressive and stifling atmosphere at the auction had long been suffocating her.

The haughty manner of those high-ranking officials and the fierce competition on the auction stage made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Once outside, she was like a bird released from its cage, her whole being became lively, and even her steps became much lighter.

She pulled Zhu Zhuqing along as they nimbly weaved through the crowd.

His eyes darted around, finding everything new and exciting.

The bustling city center of Heaven Dou City truly lives up to its reputation as the most prosperous place in the entire Heaven Dou Empire.

Even at this hour, the lights were still on and the place was bustling with people.

The shops on both sides of the street are lined up one after another.

Xiao Wu was clutching the carrot-flavored sugar figurine she had just bought.

The sugar figurine was shaped like a carrot, and she loved it so much she couldn't put it down.

I took a big bite, Sisi taste melted in my mouth, carrying the unique sweetness of carrots.

She squinted her eyes contentedly, her cheeks puffed out like a little rabbit's.

Turning to Zhu Zhuqing beside him, he handed her the sugar figurine and said with a smile:

"Zhu Zhuqing, try this! It's delicious, sweet but not cloying. I've never had such a delicious sugar figurine before!"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the sugar figurine she was handed over, then at her expectant expression, a faint smile appearing on her lips, and gently shook her head.

"You eat it, I don't like sweets."

Her gaze, however, involuntarily drifted to the wristbands hanging in the shop next door.

It was a shop that specialized in selling combat equipment.

The shop window displays a variety of hand guards, wristbands, and straps, all exquisitely crafted and made of soft leather.

She suddenly remembered the combat suit that Lin Qingmo had photographed for her.

Should I return the favor with a gift?

As she thought this, her pace unconsciously slowed down.

Just then, a few shady-looking young men appeared out of nowhere and staggered over to them.

The leader was a young man with dyed blond hair.

Wearing a gaudy, oversized outfit, his chest was open, revealing a section of his thin, bony chest, and he had a toothpick dangling from his mouth; he was clearly not a respectable person.

His eyes leered as they swept over Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, his gaze so lingering it seemed he wanted to stick to them.

He even uttered some foul language:

"Wow, those two girls are quite pretty. It's not safe for them to be wandering around the streets so late at night."

"Want to go play with the brothers?"

"We promise you'll have a comfortable time, much more fun than wandering around this shabby street."

He chuckled a few times after saying that.

The henchmen behind him joined in the jeering, their laughter lewd and vulgar.

Xiao Wu's face immediately turned cold.

Those big, usually smiling eyes were now filled with coldness.

"Even Heaven Dou City has its parasites, Zhu Zhuqing, help me with that."

She shoved the remaining sugar figurines into Zhu Zhuqing's arms.

He cracked his wrists, the knuckles making a series of snapping sounds, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

What she hated most were these thugs and hooligans who harassed respectable women.

I encountered her quite a few times back in Nuoding City, and every time she beat me until I cried for my parents.

Today, those few fools who didn't know their place got a taste of their own medicine; it's a way of ridding the people of a scourge.