"Compensation? But can the two thousand disciples of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect come back to life?" Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled slightly, tears spilling from her eyes.
"Rongrong, the dead cannot return to life. Bibi Dong, Spirit Hall's former Supreme Pontiff and the instigator of the Soul Hunting Operation, is already dead. Surely the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's great vengeance has been served? The others were only carrying out her orders." Seeing her like this, Oscar frowned slightly, his heart aching. He reached out to stroke her silky hair and spoke softly.
At his words, Ning Rongrong choked out, "Easy for you to say. It wasn't your family who died. Why do you keep comforting me? Caring about me? Why have you treated me so well all this way?"
"Rongrong, do you know? I fell for you the very day you came to Shrek Academy. If I don't treat you well, who will? If I don't care about you, who will? I lost my parents long ago, but now heaven has brought you before me. If I still don't know to treasure you, wouldn't I be betraying heaven's kindness?" Oscar hesitated for a moment, then summoned his courage and spoke.
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's sobs gradually subsided. She lowered her head, unable to look at Oscar, and almost mumbled, "Oscar, I know you really like me, and you've been very good to me. You're a good person, but we can't be together."
At first, Oscar seemed not to have heard her clearly. When Ning Rongrong repeated herself, he shuddered violently as though struck by lightning. "Rongrong, what did you just say? Why can't we be together? Didn't Sect Master Ning say that once I could fight, we could be together?"
Oscar's voice trembled. He found it hard