Rongrong's Insight, I Fully Agree

"Rongrong, you have been away from the sect for many days without permission. Your Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa and I left in such a rush that we didn't fully settle things back home; there are likely many matters piling up at the sect now."

The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face remained gentle, but his tone allowed for no questioning.

"That's right, Rongrong, don't be willful. There will be plenty of opportunities to come out in the future!" Sword Douluo added at the opportune moment.

"Bone Grandpa~" Seeing that her usual foolproof tactics were failing, Ning Rongrong turned and grabbed Bone Douluo's sleeve, acting like a spoiled child.

"Oh my, my little princess, this, this..." Bone Douluo was extremely conflicted, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong's expression instantly turned cold. Since these three wouldn't eat soft, she would have to play hard: "I am not going back! If you have the ability, then tie me up and lock me away like a prisoner!"

"Hmph!"

After saying this, she crossed her arms over her chest, turned her head away, and refused to look at the three of them any longer.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo looked at each other in dismay. They couldn't bear to do such a thing, so they both turned their gazes toward Ning Fengzhi, signaling for him to find a solution.

Ning Fengzhi saw this and thought, Fine, you two grandfathers want to play the good guys, so you're leaving me, the biological father, to be the villain, right!

But there was no help for it; she was his own daughter, after all.

"Rongrong, don't be willful. You have been away from home for so long, your mother misses you very much!"

Hearing her father mention her mother, Ning Rongrong's expression softened slightly, but she looked toward Tang Yin, who had been acting like he was invisible since just a moment ago.

"But Lan Yin just helped me hunt for my soul ring; how can I just leave him behind like this?"

"Young Friend Lan Yin has already helped you hunt the soul ring. One must keep their word; why are you pestering him again and again!" Only then did Ning Fengzhi turn his gaze toward Tang Yin.

Although he had already mentally labeled Tang Yin as a "little yellow-haired brat," his cultivation as a sect master kept his outward demeanor gentle and elegant.

"I, I didn't pester him..." Ning Rongrong's face flushed red at Ning Fengzhi's unintentional remark. She became fidgety, lowering her head to kick at small stones on the side of the road.

This display, seen through Ning Fengzhi's eyes, made his heart skip a beat, while the Sword and Bone Douluos beside him looked at Tang Yin with increasingly dangerous glares.

This caused Tang Yin, who had been standing to the side trying to stay out of the fray, to shrink his neck under the resentment of the two Title Douluos.

Why are you all staring at me?

Your little treasure ran out on her own and refuses to go back; what does that have to do with me?

Tang Yin himself felt puzzled. He had originally thought that after he had thoroughly suppressed her with his Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, the little demoness Ning Rongrong would surely be looking for revenge.

Yet, after these few days of getting along, he couldn't help but wonder if the Ning Rongrong before him had been possessed. Where had that "bratty girl" persona from when they first met gone?

In the end, Tang Yin could only shake his head and sigh, attributing the cause to his own uncontainable charm and the peerless appearance he had fully inherited from his late mother!

The Love Continent truly lived up to its name; people's values followed their aesthetics. It seemed Ning Rongrong was just lusting after his body.

But what about Oscar? And what about the Martial Soul Fusion Skill resurrection later on?

In a split second, Tang Yin fell into a brainstorm, turning a deaf ear to the conversation of the people beside him.

"Young friend? Young Friend Lan Yin?"

"Ah?" Ning Fengzhi's voice suddenly interrupted his brainstorm. Tang Yin looked up in confusion to see that the group, who had been bickering with each other, had all turned their gazes toward him.

"Young friend, what is your take on Rongrong's proposal?"

"I think her proposal is very constructive, and I fully agree," Lan Yin replied instinctively.

However, the moment he finished the sentence, he noticed that the looks Ning Fengzhi and the Sword and Bone Douluos were giving him had turned even colder.

Damn it! My old habit from meetings in my past life kicked in!

However, Ning Rongrong was overjoyed. She hopped over to Tang Yin's side and grabbed his wrist.

"Yay~ Lan Yin, then you'll come with me to Heaven Dou City!"

"Ah, go to Heaven Dou City?" Tang Yin opened his mouth. Weren't we talking about going home?

He had been operating under the philosophy that everyone has their own reasons, and it's hard for an outsider to judge family matters—forget it, everyone has it tough—so no matter who spoke, he just agreed. How did it suddenly turn into him going to Heaven Dou City?

"What? Do you want to go back on your word?" Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes slightly, with the clear implication that if he dared to back out, she would make him regret it.

Heh, Tang Yin sneered inwardly. Without the support of Ning Fengzhi and the Sword and Bone Douluos, Ning Rongrong's threats were nothing but hot air to him.

With only a few years left until the main story began, he needed to focus on leveling up; he didn't have time to play house with a young miss.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin looked toward Ning Fengzhi and the others. On this point, he and these three were on the same side.

Ning Fengzhi felt a stir in his heart upon seeing this. Good lad, so you are on my side after all!

Although he was puzzled as to why this boy wasn't fawning over Rongrong like everyone else, he couldn't worry about that now.

Some things had to be nipped in the bud as soon as the signs appeared.

"Cough, cough~ Rongrong, don't be willful," Ning Fengzhi coughed lightly and scolded with a feigned look of displeasure: "Young Friend Lan Yin is clearly a diligent, good child who is fully focused on his cultivation. If you had even half of his effort and put your heart into your cultivation, your two grandfathers and I would wake up laughing in our dreams."

"Daddy, what kind of nonsense are you spouting?" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. This sudden "child of someone else" comparison caught her off guard.

She had only suggested taking Lan Yin to Heaven Dou City to see the world, and Lan Yin had agreed. There was no need for them to jump around here claiming she was distracting him from his cultivation.

"Bone Grandpa, you are the one who loves Rongrong the most in my heart, you decide!"

Bone Douluo's eyes lit up at these words.

Brilliant!

Having bickered with that Old Sword Man for so many years, the bitterness had finally turned to sweetness; as expected, Rongrong still loved her Bone Grandpa the most!

Thinking of this, Bone Douluo couldn't help but curl his lips upward, casting a smug glance at Sword Douluo. The dignified Title Douluo actually hunched over like a lackey, scurrying to Ning Rongrong's side with an eager expression as he looked toward Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.

"Fengzhi, Old Sword Man, Rongrong just wants to take a friend to Heaven Dou City to see the world. If the sect's affairs are truly too busy for you, then you two head back first; I'll keep watch here."

"Old Bone, can you have even a shred of principle?" Sword Douluo's temple throbbed; he was not only dissatisfied with what Rongrong had said, but also loathed how Old Bone had abandoned all bottom lines just to curry favor with her.

"Fengzhi, I don't want to deal with this anymore; you handle it yourself!"

Having fought with Bone Douluo for so many years, he never expected to be beaten to the punch today because of this shameless act. He was filled with resentment!

"Sigh, since that is the case, then Rongrong, you may head to Heaven Dou City first! It just so happens that I have a letter for your senior brother as well!" Seeing that the entire situation had collapsed due to Bone Douluo's lack of principles, Ning Fengzhi let out a deep sigh.

However, it would be bad if the two sect-protecting Douluos were too biased toward one side; balance was still necessary.

As Ning Fengzhi retrieved a letter from his Soul Tool, he cast a calm, sidelong glance at Bone Douluo, who was currently fawning over Ning Rongrong, and twitched his mouth. While handing the letter to Ning Rongrong, he added, "Uncle Bone, since this girl Rongrong says you are the one who dotes on her the most, it seems you cannot accompany her on this trip."

"Ah! Fengzhi, what do you mean by that?" Bone Douluo grew anxious in an instant; this was not what they had discussed!

"Because you treat Rongrong the best, it means you are the one who spoils her the most on a daily basis. Therefore, it is better to let Uncle Sword accompany her on this trip instead!"

Ning Fengzhi felt this arrangement was perfectly reasonable. Rongrong would inevitably inherit the sect in the future, so the two Douluos, Sword and Bone, had to remain impartial; even in trivial matters like this, one had to be mindful at all times.

Furthermore, there was a more important point: although Uncle Sword also doted on Rongrong, he still had more of a bottom line compared to Uncle Bone, and he was still a bit prone to holding grudges.

"So, no one is going to ask for my opinion, then!" Tang Yin spread his hands.

"Didn't we just ask you a moment ago?" Ning Rongrong looked at him, puzzled.

Tang Yin: "..."