A gleam flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, but he wore a helpless, doting smile as he gently patted his daughter's head. Then he turned to Ling Han, his face displaying just the right amount of frustration at being unable to discipline her. "Pavilion Master Ling, please forgive the embarrassment."
"This is my daughter, Rong Rong. She has been spoiled since childhood and is somewhat willful by nature."
"Alas, she has Innate Soul Power at rank nine, and her spirit is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Her talent is quite good, but..." He let out a long sigh, his tone filled with deep "helplessness." "But Ning has been overwhelmed by sect affairs lately and has truly neglected her discipline. This girl is becoming more and more unruly."
"If this continues, I fear her talent will go to waste."
He paused and looked earnestly at Ling Han, finally revealing his true intentions. "Pavilion Master Ling, your pavilion is full of extraordinary talents and possesses profound foundations."
"I wonder... would Pavilion Master be willing to accept my daughter as a disciple? It would help her settle down and learn some rules. And if she could receive even a little guidance from you, that would be an immense blessing for her!" He lowered his posture considerably, as though he were merely a father worried sick over his unruly daughter.
The hall fell silent at once!
Chen Xin and Gu Rong instantly understood their sect master's intentions!
What a move—using apprenticeship as a pretext for a true alliance!
If Rong Rong truly became a disciple of the Beast God Pavilion, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would have an inseverable connection to this mysterious and powerful force!
That would be far more effective than any verbal alliance!
A trace of admiration and anticipation flashed