"All right. After today's talk, I've found Brother Yun Tian more and more interesting. Unfortunately, I still have some matters to attend to, so I must head back first."
After chatting for a while, Xue Qinghe finally rose to leave. As the crown prince, it was already no easy feat for him to spare so much time to win Yun Tian over. Moreover, Xue Ye had been left physically and mentally weakened by his poisoning, so many affairs had naturally been handed over to him, the crown prince.
"If Qinghe has business to attend to, I naturally cannot delay you. I'll chat with Little Brother Yun Tian a while longer before returning to the sect later as well."
Ning Fengzhi still wore that gentle, spring-breeze smile. Though Xue Qinghe did not wish to leave the two alone, there was nothing he could do. Burdened with official duties, he truly could not spare the time.
At the door, Xue Qinghe turned back once more and said to Yun Tian, "Brother Yun Tian, my previous offer still stands. You may give it some careful thought."
"Of course."
Only then did Xue Qinghe depart. As the private room's door closed behind him, only Yun Tian and Ning Fengzhi remained inside.
"Yun Tian, was your fifth Soul Ring really... one hundred thousand years old?"
With no one else around, Ning Fengzhi finally asked what had been weighing on his mind.
Hearing it from others and seeing it with one's own eyes were entirely different matters.
Yun Tian nodded. It seemed Sword Douluo had told Ning Fengzhi about it. Did that mean the current Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect did not regard him with wariness?
"Hehe, there's no need to worry. We harbor no ill intent. Rongrong likes you, and Uncle Sword has praised you