No Need to Endure Any Longer

Qian Renxue decisively changed the subject. Smiling, she led Ning Fengzhi and his group toward the council hall. Naturally, she knew Yun Chen could not personally refuse or agree to anything—at least, not here.

"Good. Qinghe and I haven't seen each other in quite some time. We really should drink ourselves silly tonight."

Ning Fengzhi discreetly glanced at Qian Renxue, though his face still bore a gentle smile. For old foxes like them, keeping their emotions hidden was second nature.

The two foxes exchanged a glance, both understanding without a word.

You old bastard. We're both thousand-year-old foxes—why are you trying to play tricks with me?

Qian Renxue was thoroughly displeased with Ning Fengzhi. Everyone knew exactly what that old man was thinking.

Why had he become the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor?

Wasn't it so that when Qian Renxue, as heir apparent, ascended the throne, he could claim the merit of supporting the new ruler, earn himself a reputation, and secure greater benefits for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

But in reality, while Qian Renxue had been posing as Xue Qinghe, Ning Fengzhi had seen everything she did in court, yet he had never stepped in. He merely held onto his title, waiting until Qian Renxue had firm control of power before coming out to take a share of the profits.

Wasn't it because the Heaven Dou Empire lacked a Titled Douluo-level combatant? In his view, if Xue Qinghe wanted to truly control the entire Heaven Dou Empire in the future, or avoid harassment from Spirit Hall and the Star Luo Empire, wouldn't he have to rely on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

By then, whether it was gold and silver or promising talents, wouldn't they all be offered up for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to choose from?

With this kind of infiltration continuing generation after generation, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not only grow stronger and stronger—they might even replace the Heaven Dou Empire altogether.

"You're Yun Chen?"

Yun Chen narrowed his eyes. This somewhat haughty yet adorable little girl before him was Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong?

She was alright as a child. She should have only just awakened her martial soul by now. I remember she was the same age as Tang San, so she should be the same age as me too.

"Hmph! Hey, why are you ignoring me?"

"I was just thinking about something else. You're Ning Rongrong, right? Hello, I'm Yun Chen."

Yun Chen greeted Ning Rongrong in an indifferent tone. His expression did indeed carry a trace of disdain. After all, before Shrek had straightened her out in the original story, Ning Rongrong had truly been the sort of person everyone found unbearable—spoiled, arrogant, and full of young-lady temper. Yun Chen had no particular desire to get close to her.

"You!"

Naturally, Ning Rongrong saw it. Her finger was practically poking Yun Chen in the nose.

"Little Chenchen, take Rongrong with you. Hurry and catch up, you two."

"Oh, they're just children. Let them play on their own. Let's discuss some proper business first."

Qian Renxue did not really want the two of them to become too close, though she did not know why. Whenever she imagined them playing and fooling around together in the future, she felt strangely uncomfortable.

But Ning Fengzhi was naturally happy to see the two children getting along. In his view, taking Yun Chen as a disciple was one way, but directly luring him away would be even better.

Qian Renxue could not say anything, so she could only lead Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi into the council hall, leaving Yun Chen and Ning Rongrong staring at each other.

Of course, as Qian Renxue turned her back, a trace of killing intent flashed through her eyes before quickly fading away.

You old bastard. Once I settle the Heaven Dou Empire's affairs, the first ones I'll wipe out will be your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Qian Renxue felt more offended than ever before. She had never felt this way in the past, but now she was truly burning with rage. The feeling that someone was trying to take away what she cherished most was deeply unpleasant.

If Yun Chen knew what Qian Renxue was thinking right now, he would have only one comment.

Sister Xue, mighty! Domineering!

Though... isn't that a little too brutal? Has the Qian Family bloodline kicked in?

"Hey! You there! Take me on a tour of the Crown Prince's Residence."

Yun Chen frowned as he looked at Ning Rongrong, whose true nature was showing. He was rather unhappy.

"First, I'm not 'you there.' I have a name, and I already told you it's Yun Chen."

"Second, I'm not your servant. If you want me to take you around, mind your attitude. Otherwise, I'm not waiting on a spoiled young lady like you."

"You! Yun Chen, you jerk! I'm the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! How dare you speak to me like that?"

Ning Rongrong was genuinely angry. In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, no one had ever dared talk back to her like this. Even her father had never scolded her in such a tone, let alone her two grandfathers, who spoiled her rotten.

When words don't align, even half a sentence is too much.

Yun Chen understood this principle well. Ning Rongrong was a guest, and her father was also the public mentor of the Xue Qinghe Qian Renxue was impersonating, so it was best not to clash with her head-on. At the very least, both sides needed to save face.

So Yun Chen turned and left, speaking to the somewhat anxious maid beside him.

"If His Highness calls for me later, come find me in my room. As for this young lady from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, you can take her around the Crown Prince's Residence."

"I still need to cultivate. I'm leaving first."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Chen turned to leave. This made Ning Rongrong frantic. She had not yet forced Yun Chen to give her an explanation, yet he actually dared leave right in front of her while she was angry. He truly did not take her seriously at all.

"Yun Chen, stop right there! You're not allowed to leave!"

Yun Chen did not even turn his head and continued striding forward. The maid beside him also walked over to Ning Rongrong.

The maid wanted to mediate the conflict. After all, if these two little ancestors really started arguing here, she would be the one who suffered in the end.

"Don't touch me! Who do you think you are? How dare you touch me?"

"And you, Yun Chen! At the end of the day, you're just a dog of the Heaven Dou Empire. You think clinging to His Highness the Crown Prince means you can ignore a young lady like me? What the hell are you?"

Upon hearing those words, Yun Chen was first stunned. His steps halted, and his expression froze slightly. He truly had not expected Ning Rongrong to say something like that.

This also gave him a clear understanding of Ning Rongrong, the little witch.

No wonder she was the kind of person in the original story who could make Dai Mubai so furious he wanted to rape her first and kill her afterward.

Then came the anger. Ning Rongrong's words were practically an insult to Yun Chen's character. What could be tolerated and what could not? As the saying went, when one's patience ran out, there was no need to endure any longer.

Yun Chen turned with a cold laugh and strode toward Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong merely smiled and lifted her chin, utterly unafraid. Her eyes were full of provocation, as if saying, What can you possibly do to me?

Of course, why else would she be called a little witch? Her tongue was no less formidable.

"What, you want to do something? Oh my, I'm so scared."

"Isn't it just innate full soul power? What's there to be proud of? Even a genius needs backing and resources. Otherwise, a dead genius is nothing at all."

"And it just so happens that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has the power to make a genius like you disappear."

Yun Chen was so angry that he laughed. His golden pupils began to flicker rapidly, and those Golden Eyes, like flames dyed in gold, shone once more like the blazing sun!

Damn, she's arrogant!