The moment Ning Rongrong entered the courtyard, she lifted her skirt and jogged straight toward the pavilion beside the rockery.
She plopped down on a stone stool, grabbed Gu Rong's sleeve, and shook it back and forth.
"Grandpa Bone, my Soul Bone has flown away!"
At her tugging, Gu Rong's relaxed expression instantly turned startled.
"Huh? What Soul Bone?"
Gu Rong turned toward her, looking rather confused.
Gu Feng entered the pavilion, pulled out the bamboo chair beside them, and sat down. He said,
"Grandpa Bone, it's the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone that the Heaven Dou Imperial Auction House announced it would auction off."
"The Crown Prince just brought us a confidential report. Someone stole it early this morning."
Ning Rongrong nodded along beside him.
Gu Rong was left speechless.
"The Heaven Dou Imperial Auction House actually let someone steal a Soul Bone?"
"There should have been at least two Soul Sages guarding that underground vault. Anyone who could slip in and take it without a soul noticing would have to be a Soul Sage at the very least, perhaps even a Soul Douluo."
"That old scoundrel Xue Xing keeps a whole pack of good-for-nothings. He's really getting worse with age."
Ning Rongrong sighed, released Gu Rong's sleeve, and propped up her chin as she muttered,
"Exactly. I'd been hoping buying it would let me gain at least one level."
"But Brother Feng said that once we win the tournament, he'll give me one of the three good Soul Bones Spirit Hall is offering."
She looked at Gu Feng, her face bright with a smile.
Gu Feng reached out and ruffled her hair.
"Don't worry. I'll keep my word. Whatever Spirit Hall offers certainly won't be any worse than that Soul Bone."
Gu Rong gave a soft snort.
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