"All right. I'll send someone to notify Fan Er to return to the sect at once. He's about to graduate anyway, and he's already more or less familiar with the connections he needed to make. There's no need for him to keep wasting time at Heaven Dou Academy."
Ning Fengzhi immediately adopted his younger son's suggestion and ordered someone to notify Ning Fan.
Beside them, Ning Rongrong was now glaring at everyone, her cheeks puffed up in anger.
The duck that was already in my mouth just flew away like that?
If I don't throw a tantrum, do you all take me for a sick cat?
Thinking this, the little girl immediately flopped onto the ground. Her wails were earth-shaking, the kind that made listeners tear up and onlookers grieve. As she cried, she kept muttering with perfect indignation.
"Rongrong is just a wild weed no one loves anymore. Whenever there's something good, none of you think of me."
"I'm leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and joining the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan next door."
"Wuwuwu."
The four of them looked at Ning Rongrong, who was lying on the ground and refusing to get up, with dark lines across their faces. Then Ning Fengzhi and Two Others helplessly turned their gazes to Ning Bei.
"Come on, show us!"
Ning Bei sighed softly, then walked over to Ning Rongrong's side.
"Huh, whose little cub is this? So ugly when she cries!"
"Hmph, wuwuwuwu."
Seeing that this did not work, Ning Bei brought out another plan.
"Looks like our Rongrong doesn't want the Aromatic Silk Beauty. Father, let's give the Immortal Herb to Big Brother first too."
After saying this, Ning Bei even looked toward Ning Fengzhi.
The old fox understood instantly and cleared his throat.
"I think that works.