Jiang Nanchen covered his head.
"Don't knock on my head."
Qian Renxue smiled. "Why?"
"Because I won't grow taller!" Jiang Nanchen said seriously.
Qian Renxue burst out laughing. "Alright, alright, I won't knock on your head."
What a clever little rascal.
Jiang Nanchen only said that because he did not want Qian Renxue knocking on his head.
The two entered the VIP room one after the other.
"Here's the money."
Qian Renxue took out a black-gold card and handed it to the staff member.
After swiping it, the staff member handed the packaged Sacred Radiance Stone to Qian Renxue.
"Your Highness, it has been packed, and here is your card."
Qian Renxue accepted them and handed the Sacred Radiance Stone to Jiang Nanchen.
"Take it." Jiang Nanchen accepted it and excitedly took out the Sacred Radiance Stone. It glittered brilliantly, and he held it like a priceless treasure, unable to put it down.
Seeing how happy Jiang Nanchen was, Qian Renxue felt that her efforts had not been in vain.
"Qinghe, where did you find this child?"
Ning Fengzhi's amused voice came from behind them, accompanied by two sets of steady footsteps.
Qian Renxue turned around.
Ning Fengzhi wore a moon-white brocade robe embroidered with bamboo. Gentle and refined in appearance, he held a folding fan with a jade frame as he approached with a mild smile.
Two people stood beside him. On the left was Chen Xin, lean and upright, his gaze sharp as an unsheathed sword. On the right was Gu Rong, broad and muscular, with a gaunt, stern face.
Ning Fengzhi held the hand of a little girl—Ning Rongrong. Delicate as a doll, she looked around curiously with her round eyes wide open.
"Teacher, Senior Chen, Senior Gu, and little Rongrong."
Qian Renxue greeted them one by one.
Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to ask a question, his gaze suddenly fell upon Jiang Nanchen, who was hugging the stone. The words at his lips were swallowed back, and his eyes filled with astonishment.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong were the same.
Why did this child resemble that little angel of the Qian Family so much?
It was as if they had been cast from the same mold.
Ning Fengzhi's throat moved as he hesitated. This child looked so much like the Qian Family's little angel. Could it be that his student had reached some sort of agreement with that little angel, allowing this child to come to Heaven Dou City to gain experience?
If that was true, then Spirit Hall definitely had ulterior motives. But Xue Qinghe was not a fool—could he really fail to see it?
That was merely his suspicion. He still needed to ask about the child's origins.
Ning Rongrong, however, was curious. It was her first time seeing golden hair, and she truly wanted to step forward for a closer look. But before she could move, Ning Fengzhi had already spoken.
"Qinghe, this child is?"
Qinghe, you had better explain this clearly to your teacher.
If Spirit Hall truly threatened you, I can still help you handle it.
"This child? I adopted him."
Qian Renxue answered calmly.
Ning Fengzhi was a deeply shrewd man. In that brief pause just now, he had likely already considered many possibilities.
Unfortunately, he was probably wrong about all of them.
"An adopted child?"
Ning Fengzhi frowned.
To casually adopt a child like this was a little too absurd, wasn't it?
Qian Renxue continued, "I know Teacher has doubts. This child came from Holy Soul Village and was adopted by the village chief, Old Jack."
"What about his Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power?"
Ning Fengzhi had no intention of stopping his questions after just a few words.
Qian Renxue snorted inwardly. Old fox, you really do not want to let any detail slip by.
"Innate Full Soul Power, Sacred Angel Martial Soul!"
"An angel!"
Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted. Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, both feeling that this was far too absurd.
An Angel Martial Soul had actually appeared in Holy Soul Village. Most likely, it was a bloodline that had been lost outside.
As for his resemblance to that little angel, Ning Fengzhi did not dare make a guess.
Moreover, ever since Bibi Dong became Pope, Qian Renxue had rarely appeared on the continent. There had been no news of her for many years.
"You're really handsome."
"And your Martial Soul is an angel too!"
Ning Rongrong stepped forward to speak with him.
As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she was not timid at all. Instead, she carried herself openly and gracefully.
"Really? I think I'm quite handsome too."
Jiang Nanchen replied with a smile.
The others who had been conversing watched the two children talk.
Chen Xin raised a brow and smiled. "This child truly is unusual."
Rongrong was no ordinary-looking girl, yet Jiang Nanchen was not intimidated in the slightest. He even answered calmly and unhurriedly.
He was more composed than children his age.
"Old Sword, at his age, you probably would not even have dared speak to Rongrong. Your face would have turned red, wouldn't it?"
Gu Rong teased with a grin.
"Old Bones, are you itching for a beating?"
Chen Xin shot Gu Rong a glare.
"How could I possibly blush? Back then, I was very cool and aloof."
"Yes, very cool and aloof indeed~" Gu Rong drawled.
The two traded remarks back and forth.
Ning Fengzhi looked at them, then at Xue Qinghe. He smiled helplessly and no longer had the mood to continue chatting.
"Qinghe, do not take offense."
"Teacher, what are you saying? The two seniors are people of true temperament. I'll take Nanchen and leave first."
Qian Renxue took Jiang Nanchen's little hand and left the VIP room.
Ning Fengzhi fell into thought. Perhaps he should investigate this in greater detail.
If the truth was as he suspected, could he invite the child to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? In any case, staying beside Xue Qinghe was no different from joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Meanwhile, Jiang Nanchen and Qian Renxue headed toward Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
"Nanchen, I need to tell you this: stay away from Ning Fengzhi as much as possible. He is extremely shrewd, and you cannot outmatch him."
Qian Renxue spoke very seriously.
With no one around, she could give Jiang Nanchen some advice.
"Sect Master Ning only wants to recruit me. But I'm not so easy to fool."
Jiang Nanchen said.
Qian Renxue paused, then smiled. "You're quite smart, seeing through that. This Crown Prince did not misjudge you. When you grow up, do you want to follow me? Once I become emperor, you will stand above all but one."
"I'll pass."
Qian Renxue had thought Jiang Nanchen would agree. She had not expected such a decisive refusal.
"You don't like power?"
"I don't."
"What about women?"
"I do, but my standards are high. Ordinary ones do not interest me."
Jiang Nanchen answered bluntly.
He was not some saint. Claiming that he did not like women at all would have been far too fake.
"You really are honest."
Qian Renxue smiled. "Since ancient times, heroes have struggled to resist beautiful women. Looks like you're no exception, Nanchen!"
At least he was honest.
She liked honest children.
"Then what kind do you like?"
Qian Renxue asked curiously.
"In the future, your Crown Prince brother can find a few for you."
Jiang Nanchen looked at Qian Renxue's eager expression.
"Her looks must at least be capable of toppling kingdoms and cities, like Pope Bibi Dong."
Setting everything else aside, Bibi Dong's appearance was absolutely among the very best.
At the mention of Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue frowned slightly, looking somewhat displeased. She added, "Anyone else? Someone younger, perhaps. Bibi Dong is already so old. Find someone younger."
"Younger!"
"That's right." Qian Renxue nodded.
The corners of Jiang Nanchen's lips rose.
"Then Bibi Dong's daughter, I suppose. Her daughter must be beautiful too. She would definitely inherit her genes."
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