Bone Douluo grew suspicious

Qin Chuan opened the door, Ning Rongrong stood outside.

Her light golden curls shimmered softly under the light, and she wore a light blue nightgown with a white ribbon tied around her waist.

"Brother Chuan, you're still awake?" Ning Rongrong looked up at him.

Qin Chuan leaned against the doorframe, a smile playing on his lips, "I knew you were coming back, so I didn't sleep."

A blush crept across Ning Rongrong's face. She turned her head away and said, "Don't be ridiculous, nobody believes you."

Even so, she felt a warmth in her heart.

Qin Chuan's marriage proposal during their game of Truth or Dare that evening truly moved her.

Although it was mandated by the game rules, her earnestness made her heart race.

She took out the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue from her pocket and handed it to Qin Chuan: "Brother Chuan, this thing is too valuable. Now that the game is over, I'm returning it to you."

Qin Chuan waved his hand. "Rongrong, this is a gift for you, take it."

"What? You weren't just going through the motions?"

"Who says it's just a formality? This is exactly what I wanted to give you."

Ning Rongrong tightened her grip on the Whale Rubber.

She looked up, her eyes sparkling. "Brother Chuan, are you serious?"

"Of course it's true." Qin Chuan glanced down the corridor to make sure no one was there before lowering his voice and saying, "But Rongrong, I need your help with something."

"Okay, go ahead." Ning Rongrong walked into the room, Qin Chuan closed the door.

Qin Chuan walked to the window and looked at the night view outside. "Rongrong, what do you think of the Game Hall I opened?"

Ning Rongrong immediately nodded. "It's amazing! It solves the problem of tedious meditation for Soul Master, allowing them to cultivate and become stronger through games. I'm already level 44, my progress is incredibly fast. My Grandpa Jian and my dad couldn't believe it when they saw it. They even asked me to persuade you to open a Game Hall in our sect."

Qin Chuan turned around, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. "Alright, I'm doing this for the benefit of all Soul Master on the continent. I've even proposed that the Pope enact Soul Beast Protection Law."

"I've heard about this," Ning Rongrong said, walking up to Qin Chuan. "I didn't expect it was your idea."

Qin Chuan laughed, "Don't you think I'm a great person?"

"Absolutely! It allows Soul Master to cultivate happily while also protecting Soul Beast. Brother Chuan, you're doing a truly meritorious deed."

Qin Chuan walked to the bedside and sat down, patting the spot next to him. "Rongrong, come sit here."

Ning Rongrong walked over and sat down next to him.

Qin Chuan looked into her eyes. "Alright, when we go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect tomorrow, you have to agree to be my girlfriend for one day, understand?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. "Girlfriend?"

"Pretend to be my girlfriend."

Why pretend?

Qin Chuan leaned against the headboard, his hands behind his head. "Actually, your father, Sect Master Ning, has long wanted to join the Spirit Hall, but he just didn't have a good reason. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo might object. If our relationship is special, don't you think this matter would be easily resolved?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up after hearing this. "Hmm, that makes sense. Okay, I'll be your girlfriend for a day tomorrow, but don't get any ideas."

"Don't worry, your Brother Chuan is a gentleman. We'll just hold hands, nothing more."

"Alright, it's settled then. I'll go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with you tomorrow. Consider this Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue as payment."

"That's right." Qin Chuan nodded with a smile.

Ning Rongrong stood up, preparing to leave.

Qin Chuan took it as a joke, "By the way, have you been in contact with Oscar lately?"

"We broke off contact a long time ago. I heard he sells grilled sausages in Heaven Dou City and sometimes goes to the Star Dou Great Forest for training."

Qin Chuan smiled, "This Oscar is pretty good among the F4."

"F4?"

"Yeah, Tang San is a cunning old fox, Dai Mubai is a scumbag, and Ma Hongjun is a violent man. This Oscar is pretty much..."

"What a pervert," Ning Rongrong added, "His catchphrase is disgusting: ' I Have a Big Sausage, I Have a Little Sausage, do you want to try some...'"

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes, almost making himself vomit.

Ning Rongrong laughed, "Haha, look at your expression."

"You made the right decision to leave them," Qin Chuan said seriously. "None of them are normal."

Ning Rongrong nodded. "I think so too. Okay, I'll go back and rest then."

"Okay, goodnight."

"Good night."

Ning Rongrong walked out of the room and gently closed the door. The corridor was quiet, and moonlight shone through the window onto the floor.

She looked down at the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue in her hand, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

Pretending to be her girlfriend? Actually, that doesn't seem so bad.

The next morning, the sky was clear and bright.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's mountain gate stands majestically atop the mountains Heaven Dou City, its palaces and pavilions constructed entirely of white jade gleaming with a lustrous glow under the morning sun.

Before the mountain gate, five figures stood silently: Bibi Dong, Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Qin Chuan, and Ning Rongrong.

Qin Chuan held Ning Rongrong's hand, their fingers intertwined.

Ning Rongrong's face turned slightly red, but she did not break free.

Bibi Dong glanced at them, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Qin Chuan had told her the plan last night, and she thought it was a great idea.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, along with several important figures from the sect, came out to greet them.

Ning Fengzhi wore a moon-white robe and had a gentle smile on his face.

He saw his daughter holding hands with Qin Chuan, raised an eyebrow slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood behind Ning Fengzhi, his long silver-white hair tied back, his sharp eyes sweeping over Qin Chuan and Ning Rongrong.

A smile graced the gaunt face of Bone Douluo Gu Rong, but that smile held a deeper meaning.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, welcome to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and bowed slightly.

Bibi Dong nodded. "Sect Master Ning, you're too kind."

Ning Fengzhi's gaze fell on Ning Rongrong, then looked at her and Qin Chuan holding hands. His expression became somewhat complicated.

Ning Rongrong released Qin Chuan's hand and quickly walked to her father. "Dad."

"Rongrong," Ning Fengzhi said gently, looking at his daughter, "You're back."

"Mm." Ning Rongrong nodded, then turned and pulled Qin Chuan over. "Dad, this is Qin Chuan."

Qin Chuan stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Sect Master Ning."

Ning Fengzhi sized up Qin Chuan. The young man was very handsome, with long black hair falling over his shoulders, delicate features, and an indescribable aura about him.

"Young friend Qin Chuan, I've long admired your name." Ning Fengzhi his hand.

Qin Chuan grasped his hand. "Sect Master Ning, you're too kind."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stepped forward, his eyes sharply fixed on Qin Chuan: "Rongrong, come here first."

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Grandpa Jian's side.

Bibi Dong spoke up, "Sect Master Ning, let's go inside and talk."

"Okay, please." Ning Fengzhi for them to proceed.

The group entered the council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.