The Childish Sword and Bone Douluo

Meanwhile.

Having received Jiang Li's permission, Ning Rongrong had already gotten up and freshened herself up.

She then left the Summoning Space and found her father, Ning Fengzhi, at an auction house in Heaven Dou City.

"Isn't this our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's most precious little princess, Rongrong? What brings you here?"

When Ning Fengzhi saw Ning Rongrong appear before him, a hint of pleasant surprise appeared on his face.

As he spoke, he took a black iron box from his Storage Soul Tool.

"Rongrong, your timing is perfect. I just bought a rather interesting little trinket at the auction."

"This thing is called the Shadow Sand Shooter. I got it from this—"

Ning Rongrong glanced at the Shadow Sand Shooter in Ning Fengzhi's hand and immediately waved her hand to interrupt him. Her little mouth opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

However, when she noticed the unfamiliar young man standing beside Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong immediately abandoned what she had wanted to say.

She pulled Ning Fengzhi away as she said, "Who cares about something like that? I have something more important to tell you."

Ning Fengzhi reasonably guessed, "Did little friend Jiang Li have you bring over the bullets he needs to deliver to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect this month?"

"It isn't something so meaningless." Ning Rongrong said, "Are Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone here?"

As soon as she finished speaking.

An elderly man with white hair and beard appeared before them.

He was none other than the Grandpa Sword Ning Rongrong had mentioned, Sword Douluo.

"I am here, but your Grandpa Bone is still guarding the sect's headquarters."

"If there's anything you need, Rongrong, you can tell Grandpa Sword first. Once I return, I'll tell Grandpa Bone."

"Hm?"

Sword Douluo carefully