"Dad! Grandpa Sword! Grandpa Bone!"
Unable to hold herself back any longer, Ning Rongrong threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms, tears rolling down like pearls from a broken string.
After being away from home for about a month, all her longing for her family erupted the instant she saw them again.
Ning Fengzhi gently patted his daughter's back, his eyes full of heartache, though he also noticed Shen Lian following behind her.
He signaled for Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo to comfort Ning Rongrong, then turned to Shen Lian and cupped his hands.
"Young Master Shen's arrival brings great honor to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Shen Lian nodded in return, his gaze sweeping over the magnificent palace built from glazed glass as he replied evenly.
"Sect Master Ning is too courteous."
After entering the reception hall, the maids served fragrant tea.
Ning Rongrong sat beside Ning Fengzhi, chattering away about everything she had experienced during this time.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo listened with smiles, occasionally adding a word or two. For a time, the hall was filled with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
"Young Master Shen."
Ning Fengzhi interrupted his daughter and brought the conversation back to the main matter before speaking to Shen Lian.
"I assume you did not come merely to bring Rongrong home?"
Though phrased as a question, his tone carried certainty. Given Shen Lian's way of doing things, he would never set foot in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect without cause.
Shen Lian set down his teacup. It struck the table with a crisp sound before he spoke to Ning Fengzhi.
"Sect Master Ning truly is perceptive."
Shen Lian raised his eyes to Ning Fengzhi, his tone abruptly turning grave.
"There are two matters. First, I will take Rongrong back to the