Zhao Ling shook his head slightly, a mysterious expression appearing on his face, making Ning Rongrong puff out her cheeks in frustration.
Seeing Zhao Ling act so mysterious, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo could not help growing curious as well.
A gift from Demon-Suppressing Douluo was bound to be extraordinary. Someone hailed as the strongest beneath the deities would never offer anything remotely low-end.
Thus, they also very much wanted to hear from Zhao Ling what that gift actually was.
But he simply refused to say, and there was nothing they could do.
"Hmph... Brother Ling, you're so stingy. It wouldn't hurt to tell Rongrong, but you insist on making it all mysterious. No fun."
Ning Rongrong turned her head away unhappily, looking every bit the young lady who was very angry and whose anger would have serious consequences.
"Anyway, if your Brother Ling says he can't tell you, then he can't tell you.
"When the time comes, you'll definitely get a huge surprise."
Seeing Ning Rongrong puff up in anger like this, Zhao Ling found her utterly adorable.
Everyone said Ning Fengzhi and the two sect-protecting Douluo had spoiled Ning Rongrong rotten.
But in truth, she had never shown any willful or unreasonable behavior in front of him.
Instead, she was quite sweet and well-behaved, which made Zhao Ling very fond of the girl.
Of course, his fondness for her now was purely an elder's affection for a junior, without any strange thoughts.
As for whether those thoughts would take a wrong turn in the future, Zhao Ling had no absolute confidence in himself either...
After returning to his residence from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Zhao Ling went straight to the separate courtyard to see how the hidden weapon research was progressing.
He had to