Ning Fengzhi was kneeling there, his whole body trembling slightly.
Not afraid.
It's excitement.
Senior actually knows his name!
What does this mean?
It means that he Ning Fengzhi, in the eyes of this powerful man, is not just a passerby!
He has a presence!
"Yes! This junior is Ning Fengzhi!"
He raised his head and spoke loudly, wishing he could recite the genealogy on the spot so that his seniors would be more impressed.
"Since it's you, that's just right."
Lin Feng changed his posture, holding his chin with one hand and speaking lazily.
"You have a daughter named Ning Rongrong?"
As soon as the name came out, Zhu Zhuqing, who was mopping the floor in the corner, stopped and looked up silently.
Ning Fengzhi's heart is so happy that it is about to explode!
Senior... he even knows Ning Rongrong!
Could it be that the seniors have been paying attention to them Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect silently for a long time?
"Back to senior! It's my little girl!"
Ning Fengzhi's tone was full of pride as a father, and the brilliance on his face almost overflowed.
"My little girl Ning Rongrong is talented and intelligent. She is the ninth level innate Soul Power. She has been my sect for hundreds of years..."
Halfway through the words, he swallowed it back.
Why are you bragging about this talent to your seniors? In the eyes of your seniors, this is probably no different from weeds on the roadside.
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi suddenly caught a familiar yet unfamiliar figure out of the corner of his eye.
Zhu Zhuqing!
The little girl who was supposed to be a classmate with her daughter at the Shrek Academy.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network is so powerful. Of course he knew that Zhu Zhuqing when he entered school was just a twenty-seventh-level Soul Grandmaster.
But now... the Soul Power fluctuations on her body are clearly Soul Elder! And the aura is condensed, and the foundation is terrifyingly solid!
That's not even the point.
The key point is that the black and red uniform she wears is exactly the same as the girl who is responsible for serving food and paying the bill!
Waiter?
She actually became this senior's waiter?!
A thought was like lightning, splitting Ning Fengzhi's mind instantly!
The senior asked about Ning Rongrong, could it be that... he also took a fancy to her and wanted to take her as a maid serving tea and water?!
As soon as this idea came up, Ning Fengzhi's heart was so excited that it almost jumped out of his throat!
What is this?
This is a great opportunity! It is a wealth that is overwhelming!
To be able to be a girl serving tea and water next to such a divine personage is that his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ancestral graves are collectively smoking!
In an instant, Ning Fengzhi's demeanor as a sect master and his calmness and restraint were all thrown out of the sky.
He took two steps on his knees, his tone was urgent, and his posture was extremely humble.
"Senior, if you want to see Ning Rongrong, junior will send someone to the Shrek Academy, no! Junior will go in person! Take her back to serve you personally!"
What Ning Fengzhi wants, these living adult seduces with the title Douluo here naturally want it too.
For a moment, more than a dozen eyes fell on Ning Fengzhi.
Damn it!
This old fox must be so lucky!
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, seemed to be a little interested, and deliberately followed his lead and asked.
"Shrek Academy?"
"Yes! My little girl is studying there!"
Ning Fengzhi bent even lower, with a smile on his face.
"This junior feels that although that place is shabby and dilapidated, it is just the right place to hone a little girl, and it will be good for her to suffer a little!"
Lin Feng After listening, he nodded and slowly extended his tone.
"Oh--"
"That's no wonder."
Ning Fengzhi was stunned.
"Senior... senior, what do you mean by this?"
I saw Lin Feng finally sitting upright from the rocking chair.
There was an undisguised amusement in his always lazy eyes, which made Ning Fengzhi feel terrified.
"Your daughter."
Lin Feng tilted his head, as if he was recalling something funny, and an extremely evil smile appeared on his face.
"Two days ago, she said some... very interesting things to me."
For some reason, the moment he saw this smile, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
But he still had the courage to ask, "Yes, what is it?"
Spirit Hall The ears of the group immediately stood up, they even put down their chopsticks, and stretched their necks one by one. Their gossipy eyes looked like a group of yak who were about to eat melon.
Chrysanthemum Douluo even winked at Ghost Douluo, clearly saying "there is a good show to watch".
Lin Feng didn't make any fuss, he just snapped his fingers casually.
The next second, an ethereal and bewitching voice echoed in the hotel out of thin air.
[Girl~ Do you desire power? Do you desire to break through the limitations of Martial Soul?]
As soon as this voice came out, everyone was stunned.
The voice of a senior?
No, it doesn't sound like it.
Immediately afterwards, a clear and somewhat vigilant girl's voice sounded.
"Who?!"
"Who's talking?!"
This voice, Ning Fengzhi is familiar! So familiar!
He murmured subconsciously, "Ning Rongrong?"
[I am the will of the Maple Dye Pavilion.]
[Become Maple Dye Pavilion's clerk, and you will have the greatest opportunity to realize the sect's long-cherished wish for thousands of years.]
"Maple Dye Pavilion?"
"Shop clerk?"
After hearing this, everyone in the hotel basically understood. It seemed that this was the voice of the seniors when they hired clerks.
Spirit Hall Everyone was filled with admiration. The senior's structure was such that he could use the strong, but he still used soft policies to promise benefits. It was simply a fairy's mind.
Ning Fengzhi naturally understood it.
He was stunned for a moment, and then a huge wave of ecstasy washed away the dam of reason!
Senior also invited Ning Rongrong!?
What a God-given opportunity!
But the next second, he realized something was wrong.
Now that the invitation has been sent, where are the Ning Rongrong people?
Could it be that...
Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that Ning Rongrong she... rejected?!
When I thought of this possibility, Ning Fengzhi's blood pressure suddenly went up.
You are confused! Ning Rongrong You are confused!
Do you know what you are rejecting?!
That is such wealth that your father would burst into laughter at the ancestral tablets!
No, no matter what, I have to ask senior for another chance later!
He has already made up his mind.
However, before Ning Fengzhi's plan could start, a crisp and wild laughter exploded in the hotel without warning.
"Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard!"
As soon as this laughter came out, the little annoyance in Ning Fengzhi's heart instantly turned into a more ominous premonition.
"Let me, Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, work for your bullshit 'Maple Dye Pavilion' as... a clerk?"
The girl's clear and arrogant voice echoed in the dead silence of the hotel.
The word "bullshit" is like two invisible slaps, slapped hard on Ning Fengzhi's face.
The blood on his face seemed to have been wiped away by a big hand, turning extremely pale in an instant.
One second ago, he was the destined son who carried the sect's long-cherished wish for thousands of years and brought glory to the ancestors.
In this second, he became the joke of the whole audience.
A biting chill suddenly shot up from Ning Fengzhi's tail vertebrae to Tianling Gai.
The temperature in the store seemed to have dropped to freezing point at this moment.
The vague scrutiny before disappeared.
Instead, more than a dozen eyes with undisguised cold murderous intent were all nailed to Ning Fengzhi's body like steel needles.