Bai Yu set down the teacup in his hand, put away his smile, looked up at Ning Fengzhi, and said softly:
"Sect master Ning is right. I really don't like being bound by factions, but I still joined Spirit Hall."
"And I have never once thought of leaving. Because I grew up in an orphanage. Does sect master Ning still have any doubts?"
Ning Fengzhi gave a wry laugh, shook his head, then picked up his teacup and took a sip as well.
"Heh, none. A life-saving grace, the kindness of being raised—no matter who it was, anyone would be the same. If one betrayed that, then it could be said there would be no place left for them under heaven!"
Bai Yu tapped his fingers on the table and said with a smile:
"But after joining a major faction, it actually feels pretty good. Especially since I'm one of its higher-ups. It gives me quite a bit of prestige!"
Ning Fengzhi laughed, then his gaze became incomparably cold, and his voice sank.
"Ha, Bai Yu, since you truly are Spirit Hall's Holy Son, and you actually dare admit it in front of me, aren't you afraid we'll kill you here and end this future threat?"
Bai Yu was just about to speak when Ning Rongrong rushed over and cut him off.
"Dad, you're going too far! Bai Yu saved my life. You can't kill him!"
"Pfft, haha!"
Ning Rongrong was earnestly reasoning with her old man when she suddenly heard laughter. She turned her head and glared furiously.
When she realized it was still Bai Yu laughing, Ning Rongrong grew even more enraged and said indignantly:
"You're still laughing! I'm helping you out of trouble, do you know that?"
Seeing that Ning Rongrong was about to leap up and