Ning Fengzhi pressed a hand to his forehead helplessly.
"Uncle Jian, Rongrong has grown up. Going out to gain some experience is good for her. You and Uncle Gu spoil her too much-that's why she's become so utterly unruly."
"Hmph! Rongrong is only twelve! How can you be so heartless? What if someone bullies her?"
Sword Douluo put away his longsword and sat down in a chair, his face full of resentment.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a helpless chuckle, recalling his daughter's days in the sect. Back then, Ning Rongrong had been a law unto herself. With the sect doting on her and two Titled Douluos backing her, she had run wild without restraint.
Among all the inner and outer disciples, stewards, and elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, almost no one dared cross her. She had frequently turned a perfectly fine top-tier sect into a scene of squawking chickens and leaping dogs, leaving no one a moment's peace.
Ever since Rongrong left, however, the atmosphere throughout the sect had become harmonious.
"You're worrying too much." Ning Fengzhi lifted his cup of clear tea and took a small sip, his tone relaxed and certain. "With Rongrong's temperament, it would be a blessing from heaven if she didn't bully anyone else. Who would ever get the chance to bully her?"
Then his tone shifted. Keen interest and anticipation flashed through his eyes, and his expression grew more serious.
"Besides, Rongrong's trip has brought our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect an extraordinary surprise."
Sword Douluo froze at those words. The anger on his face instantly subsided, and he raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Oh? What do you mean? What surprise could that shabby, impoverished Shrek possibly offer? Has Rongrong broken through to a new soul power rank?"
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