Selling Out Teammates Was Their Specialty

"Mm~ Brother Chen's cooking was still the best. The food made by everyone else in the sect was so bad that 'terrible' hardly described it."

Ning Rongrong said this with her little hands covered in grease, holding a golden fried chicken nugget. Even the corners of her pouty little mouth were stained with oil.

"Mm, crispy on the outside and tender within, thoroughly seasoned. And since Fengzhi had raised them so carefully, the meat was indeed excellent~"

Sword Douluo commented as he ate, nodding all the while.

Indeed, Little Chen was still the best cook in the sect. Paired with such premium ingredients, it was simply delicious.

Bone Douluo at the side was also full of praise, wearing an expression that said, "You kid have a promising future."

Seeing the three of them, Mu Chen felt somewhat reassured and said, "Um, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, Rongrong, I have something to tell you. Um, I need some money. It's urgent."

"You need money? What do you need money for?" Bone Douluo looked at Mu Chen in confusion.

"Brother Chen, Rongrong has money. I still have some left over from buying clothes before, several thousand Gold Soul Coins. I can give them all to you tonight."

Ning Rongrong was very innocent. Rather than asking further, she said it outright.

To her, money was something she could obtain with a mere wave of her hand.

She truly had no interest in money and did not want to touch it.

And since Brother Chen wanted it, she would give it to him.

If that was not enough, she would just ask her father for more.

Ning Fengzhi: You really are such a filial daughter! "Old Bone, stop asking so many questions. We do not have anywhere we need to spend money directly anyway, yet Fengzhi insists on giving us so much every month. Just give some to Little Chen. Maybe he wants to do something else. We should support him," Sword Douluo said as he looked at Mu Chen.

Sigh, this child had probably realized that his path of cultivation might be rather difficult, so he was making plans now.

At this rate, he was probably planning to open some kind of high-end restaurant himself.

Bone Douluo instantly understood the look in Sword Douluo's eyes. He pulled a black card from his waist.

"Little Chen, there are fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins in here. If it isn't enough, make this bastard chip in too."

Bone Douluo pushed the card toward Mu Chen. Even if he wanted to open a high-end restaurant in Heaven Dou City, this start-up capital should be enough.

With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect backing him, he definitely would not run into any problems.

"Huh? You're being this generous?" Mu Chen took it with slightly trembling hands.

Although Ning Rongrong was somewhat surprised, she continued eating. Before Mu Chen could take the black card, a magnetic voice rang out. Mu Chen found it very familiar, yet he also had a bad feeling about it.

Hadn't Uncle Ning gone to Heaven Dou City to meet Xue Ye? What was going on? He was already back?

"Oh? Little Chen cooked again? The aroma was so strong that I could smell it from outside."

An elegant figure walked in. Seeing the four of them still eating, he smiled.

Ning Fengzhi's elegance and aristocratic bearing were exceptionally apparent. His smile was peaceful and warm, like that of an elder. Though he was already over thirty, his fair skin and features showed that Ning Fengzhi had also been a handsome man in his youth.

"Er? Sect Master, you're back?" Bone Douluo forced a smile.

"Mm, Uncle Bone, Xue Ye still wanted the cooperation between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the imperial family to become closer, but I refused. Things have not yet reached that point between us. Besides, tomorrow is the day for the direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to awaken their martial souls. Rongrong and Little Chen will be awakening theirs as well, so I hurried back immediately."

With no outsiders present, Ning Fengzhi spoke bluntly.

"Mm, the Heaven Dou imperial family wants to bind the sect and the imperial family together completely. Though doing so would bring the sect considerable benefits, it would also bring major drawbacks. It is better to keep things distinct," Sword Douluo nodded.

"Sect Master, bastard, I'm full. I'll be leaving first."

Bone Douluo stood up as he spoke. Sword Douluo also rose and said that he was full. The two of them simply left! Before leaving, Bone Douluo even took back the black card, as though he had accidentally dropped it and was now "picking" it back up.

Mu Chen stared at their departing figures in disbelief. Two dignified Super Douluos had sold him out just like that! Still smiling at Ning Fengzhi, Mu Chen could only hope Uncle Ning would not figure it out. Otherwise, he could only ask Rongrong for help.

"You made quite a feast, especially these chicken nuggets. They look very appetizing." Ning Fengzhi sat between Ning Rongrong and Mu Chen, picked one up, and took a bite.

Mm, tender and juicy, wonderfully seasoned. The golden coating on the outside was especially beautiful and tasty.

But as he ate, Ning Fengzhi suddenly recalled something. This was not the first time he had eaten it, so why did it taste so much better today? He then looked at Mu Chen and asked, "Little Chen, where did this chicken come from?"

"Uncle Ning, this... this..."

Mu Chen stammered, cursing Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo in his heart. At the same time, he looked at Ning Rongrong. Rongrong was still the reliable one!

However, Mu Chen glanced at where the black card had been on the table, and an idea suddenly struck him. "Uncle Ning, I used Seven Treasure Chicken, so that's why it tastes so good."

"Huh? Brother Chen, is something wrong with your brain?" Ning Rongrong stared at Mu Chen with wide, bright eyes in disbelief. She had been planning to act cute with her father later and change the subject.

"What? My chickens!"

Ning Fengzhi stared blankly at the chicken nuggets on the table.

It looked like two Seven Treasure Chickens had been wiped out just like that?

"Uncle Ning, I was wrong. I think I should go reflect in confinement." Mu Chen hurriedly added.

"You... you brat..."

Ning Fengzhi pointed at Mu Chen. Then he recalled how Sword Bone Douluo had hurriedly left earlier and instantly understood. A "group crime"! Sigh, poor child. He had been sold out by those two old fellows, and now he was even taking the initiative to admit his mistake. Forget it.

"Fine, fine. Go reflect in confinement now. Tomorrow, I'll have Rongrong take you to the square to awaken your martial soul."

Ning Fengzhi said this while rubbing his forehead. Meanwhile, Rongrong's mouth was puckered high, her face full of displeasure.

Mu Chen lowered his head and walked out. Ning Rongrong then looked at Ning Fengzhi pitifully, as though she were about to cry. She hugged him and said, "Daddy, don't blame Brother Chen, okay? Actually, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, and I were the ones who told Brother Chen to do it. Brother Chen treats me so well, apart from Mother..."

"Oh, my Rongrong, why are you bringing up your mother again? Don't worry. Little Chen is the only one in the reflection room right now, so no one will be taking up the bed."

Ning Fengzhi was helpless when it came to his daughter.

After hearing that, Ning Rongrong let go of Ning Fengzhi and continued eating.

The corner of Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched slightly. What a day of loving father and filial daughter!