Ning Rongrong's Confidence and Arrogance!

Ning Rongrong immediately ran over, hugged Sword Douluo's arm, and pouted, "Sword Grandpa, when did you arrive? Why didn't you tell Rongrong?"

"I just arrived today. I heard you were at Shrek Academy, so I rushed over to see you. I haven't caused you any trouble, have I?" Sword Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong with doting eyes and smiled.

"No, no trouble at all. I'm just so happy that you could come, Sword Grandpa." Ning Rongrong giggled, looking exceptionally delighted.

"That's good, that's good. By the way, Rongrong, you haven't been bullied here at Shrek Academy, have you?" Sword Douluo asked with concern.

"Of course not. Besides, I've made many friends here." Ning Rongrong pulled Sword Douluo along and pointed at the friends behind her. "They are all my good friends, and their talents are all excellent. Almost everyone here is a genius."

Sword Douluo burst into laughter. "Hahahaha. If that's the case, then Sword Grandpa can rest easy."

At this moment, Ning Rongrong looked at Zhao Wuji and Flender, who were kneeling on the ground, and immediately asked, "Sword Grandpa, what is going on here? Why are the Dean and Vice Dean kneeling on the ground?"

Sword Douluo smiled. "Hahaha, it's nothing. They just bullied Xiao Feng, so I'm giving them a little punishment. You don't need to worry about it."

At this, Ning Rongrong immediately looked at Chen Feng, her expression turning icy cold.

Ning Rongrong glared at Chen Feng, and the grievances she had been harboring welled up in her heart. She had long wanted to report Chen Feng, and today was the perfect opportunity.

Immediately, Ning Rongrong put on a pitiful act and looked at Sword Douluo. "Sword Grandpa, this must all be a misunderstanding. I think Chen Feng is just being too sensitive."

Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, the kind smile on Chen Xin's face shifted slightly, and he said calmly, "Rongrong, what do you mean by that?"

Ning Rongrong replied, "Sword Grandpa, isn't it normal for teachers to discipline students in an academy? Besides, Chen Feng isn't even hurt; on the contrary, Teacher Zhao was the one injured by him. Sword Grandpa, is there any need for Chen Feng to be so sensitive that he'd have you come here to seek justice for him? It's already a mercy that Teacher Zhao didn't ask him for medical expenses."

Chen Xin's eyes twitched slightly at Ning Rongrong's words. He remained composed and continued, "So, you think it's Xiao Feng's fault?"

"It was his fault to begin with. He signed up and passed the first round of testing, but then he ran off everywhere. Anyone would be angry seeing that! So, it was only right for Teacher Zhao to discipline him. So, Sword Grandpa, just let them get up, please?" Ning Rongrong continued.

Chen Xin looked at Ning Rongrong and said, "Finish what you have to say first!"

Seeing that Sword Grandpa was responding to her, Ning Rongrong continued to ramble on. "And there's more, Sword Grandpa, you must stand up for me!"

"Chen Feng... he bullied me! He hit me!"

Ning Rongrong stomped her little feet as she complained. By this point, she was speaking with a sobbing tone, acting as if she were a delicate flower in the rain, designed to evoke pity in anyone who saw her.

Chen Xin looked at Ning Rongrong and asked, "Tell me, how exactly did Xiao Feng bully you?"

Ning Rongrong felt a surge of joy and continued to cry out, "Sword Grandpa, look, it's that vixen beside Chen Feng. She seduced him."

Before she could finish, Chen Feng's gaze turned cold, and he shouted angrily, "Ning Rongrong, do you want to die?"

A chilling aura instantly radiated from Chen Feng's body. Ning Rongrong was startled and immediately hid behind Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo raised a hand slightly and shook his head, signaling for Chen Feng not to be impulsive.

"Xiao Feng."

Seeing his grandfather's gaze, Chen Feng knew that his grandfather would definitely stand on his side, so he nodded slightly and continued to look at Ning Rongrong.

He wanted to see exactly how Ning Rongrong intended to frame him.

Ning Rongrong remained oblivious, secretly gloating in her heart. "Sword Grandpa, Chen Feng has been bewitched by that vixen, so he's like a completely different person. Not only does he refuse to listen to this young lady, but he even raised his hand to hit me."

Then, Ning Rongrong pointed to her face and said, "Look, he hit me right here. It hurts so much."

"Sword Grandpa, you must teach Chen Feng a good lesson for me!" Ning Rongrong shook Sword Douluo's arm, acting spoiled.

At this moment, Sword Douluo's arm suddenly remained unmoved. Ning Rongrong couldn't shake it at all. Sword Douluo's gaze turned icy as he looked at her. "Rongrong, if Sword Grandpa hasn't misunderstood... you are asking me to teach my own grandson a lesson, is that right?"

Even though Sword Douluo's expression had changed, Ning Rongrong remained oblivious and said, "That's right, Sword Grandpa. You must teach him a good lesson, otherwise he'll never learn. In the future, he'll definitely stop listening to me again."

Sword Douluo continued, "So, you believe that Chen Feng should listen to you?"

"Isn't that obvious? I am the eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; of course he should listen to me," Ning Rongrong replied.

Hearing this, Sword Douluo's gaze grew even colder. What had he just heard in her words?

Arrogance.

Yes, arrogance.

In her subconscious, she felt that Chen Feng was not even on equal footing with her.

Because her father was the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and she was the eldest lady, while Chen Xin was merely a guest elder of the sect, and Chen Feng was just the grandson of a mere guest elder.

Therefore, in her eyes, how could Chen Feng possibly be her equal?

All this time, she had treated Chen Feng as nothing more than a servant.

How laughable, truly laughable. The reality of the situation was that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect needed them, and they were by no means obligated to remain in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

How could the arrogant Ning Rongrong have ever considered such a thing?

At this moment, Chen Xin suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha."

He laughed aloud, then turned to look at Ning Rongrong with a calm expression. "Rongrong, from your words, I fail to hear any fault in Xiao Feng. Why should I discipline my own grandson just for your sake?"

Ning Rongrong was instantly stunned, frozen in place.

She stared at Sword Grandpa in utter astonishment. What on earth was happening?

Weren't Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa the ones who doted on her the most?

Why had everything changed today? How could Sword Grandpa actually refuse her?

How could this be possible?

"Sword Grandpa..." Ning Rongrong looked at Sword Douluo, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin then said coldly, "Rongrong, I believe everything Xiao Feng did was correct. Therefore, I will not discipline him; on the contrary, I intend to support him."

"Also, step aside. Otherwise, I fear my sword intent might harm you!"

As he spoke, a terrifying sword intent erupted from Sword Douluo's body. In an instant, Ning Rongrong felt as if the hands she had wrapped around him were met with endless, rising sharpness. It felt as though her hands had been pricked, and she let go immediately.

Terrified, Ning Rongrong stumbled back a few steps.

"Sword Grandpa..." Ning Rongrong looked at Sword Douluo, unable to believe her eyes.