Just then, Ning Rongrong skipped into the meeting room, a brilliant smile on her face as though something had made her especially happy.
"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, what are you talking about?"
Ning Rongrong spoke with a smile, her voice sweet and soft enough to melt the hearts of both Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi's gaze shifted slightly as he pretended to scold her.
"Rongrong, what mischief have you been up to again?"
Ever since Ning Rongrong returned, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had not known a single peaceful day.
Either some elder's beard had vanished, or a disciple had been badly startled while cultivating and nearly suffered a cultivation deviation.
Even worse, someone had put laxatives in the water vat of a disciple's courtyard. More than a dozen disciples in the whole courtyard had diarrhea for seven or eight days and were nearly drained to the point of collapse.
Though no one had come to complain to him, he knew about every one of these incidents.
The sect's disciples and elders had long known the little demoness's temperament. On top of that, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo usually doted on Ning Rongrong immensely.
Those disciples and elders could only swallow their anger in silence.
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips. "I haven't done anything bad."
Her eyes wandered as she spoke. Anyone could tell she was lying.
"Alright, alright. Haven't you always wanted to go out? Father has enrolled you in Heaven Dou Royal Academy. I'll send you there in a few days."
Ning Fengzhi looked at her, his expression much more serious.
"However, you are not allowed to prank anyone again. The students at Heaven Dou Royal Academy are all children of nobles. If you anger them and they complain to Xue Ye, even I