"Please forgive her, Young Master Lin. My daughter can be rather willful. I hope you'll be understanding."
Ning Fengzhi's words disrupted Lin Yichen's thoughts, but they also genuinely made him feel relieved.
Ning Rongrong had not yet developed the habit of being arrogant toward everyone.
She was only like that with those close to her.
"It's fine. Children are bound to be playful."
Lin Yichen answered casually. Ning Fengzhi laughed as well and led him toward the main hall.
Ning Fengzhi guided Lin Yichen through the corridor and into a spacious hall.
Two antique chairs stood in the center, with another two placed on each side.
Even the two chairs to the left and right radiated an unmatched oppressive Soul Power.
They had to be the seats of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two guardian Douluos.
Ning Fengzhi took the main seat and raised a hand, indicating that Lin Yichen should sit in the chair at his right.
Lin Yichen did not decline. He quietly took his seat, lifted the teacup and inhaled its fragrance, then revealed a satisfied expression.
This tea was even better than the tea at the Moon-Gazing Teahouse.
"Young Master Lin, I have a few questions for you."
Ning Fengzhi also raised his teacup and took a light sip. At the same time, his left hand gently tapped the tabletop.
He seemed to be choosing his words carefully.
Lin Yichen already understood. At heart, Ning Fengzhi was a businessman. Businessmen valued profit above all else, so naturally he would never do anything without benefit.
"Did you join Spirit Hall because it benefits your cultivation, or because you agree with Spirit Hall's way of doing things?"
Lin Yichen could not help but be somewhat taken aback.
The question was far too direct, much more straightforward than