After seeing what Wang Xiaoming had done, Ning Rongrong quickly sensed the soul imprint on her right hand.
"The seven treasures turn, and glazed light shines forth-"
As Ning Rongrong summoned them, two identical little seven-colored pagodas appeared in the courtyard.
At that moment, the two men hiding in the shadows could no longer sit still.
Wang Xiaoming was about to say something when everything suddenly blurred before his eyes.
A tall figure appeared behind Ning Rongrong. The little tot only came up to his thigh.
The moment the man appeared, Wang Xiaoming felt tremendous pressure.
The man before him was tall, dressed in pitch-black armor, with a gaunt face, a thin frame, and sparse hair... His appearance allowed Wang Xiaoming to quickly identify him.
That's... Bone Douluo?
But what was this guy doing here?
He thought, somewhat narcissistically.
Could Ning Rongrong be planning to kidnap him back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to become a live-in son-in-law...?
After Gu Rong appeared, Ning Rongrong felt herself enveloped by a familiar shadow.
She turned around and saw that her feeling had been right!
"Grandpa Bone, why are you here?"
Ning Rongrong was both surprised and delighted by Gu Rong's sudden appearance, but she was also a little worried about why he had come.
By rights, her hidden guards couldn't have sent word back to the sect so quickly. How had Grandpa Bone gotten here so fast?
Could it be that Grandpa Bone had been watching her the whole time?!
She glanced at Wang Xiaoming, then at Grandpa Bone, and hurriedly said, "Grandpa Bone, I..."
"Rongrong, don't speak yet."
Gu Rong interrupted Ning Rongrong with a solemn expression, then placed a hand on her wrist and began checking her body for any problems.
Seeing how serious Gu Rong looked, Ning Rongrong obediently closed her mouth.
But the questions in her heart hadn't diminished in the slightest.
Strange. Why is Grandpa Bone so nervous, just coming here? I haven't even figured out how to question them yet...
In fact, after Wang Xiaoming produced an identical Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the same concern had arisen in both Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi's minds.
Was it possible... that the little pagoda had been born because part of Rongrong's Martial Soul Origin had been taken away from her?!
Especially after that series of bizarre actions he had performed.
He had first taken Rongrong's pagoda, then demonstrated such an ability. It was hard not to be suspicious.
Although her Martial Soul hadn't been taken, having her origin plundered would be no small matter either.
Rongrong was still young and didn't have complete control over her own abilities.
Even if her origin had been plundered, she wouldn't be able to sense it.
To her, it might have felt like nothing more than a moment of dizziness.
That was why Gu Rong had rushed out so anxiously.
If Rongrong's origin really had been damaged, he didn't care if the boy was a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. He would tear him to pieces!
Wang Xiaoming and Ning Rongrong could both feel the oppressive atmosphere emanating from Gu Rong.
Wang Xiaoming bore the brunt of it. That imposing presence was aimed entirely at him.
Dark, terrifying, and... full of hostility!
When Wang Xiaoming felt that pressure, he found it somewhat difficult to breathe, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Was this the guy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had sent to protect Ning Rongrong today?!
But why is this old geezer throwing his weight around the moment he gets here? What's he doing?
He had no idea that, just after awakening, he had frightened a Titled Douluo and a Soul Saint into such a panic.
As he focused all his attention on Gu Rong, he failed to notice a magenta energy faintly emerging from his body, seemingly in response to the presence of danger.
Soon, Gu Rong finished his examination and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, their little princess hadn't suffered any harm.
But that made the boy rather frightening. He had actually summoned a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda out of thin air.
Could it be some kind of copying ability?
"Grandpa Bone, what are you doing?"
Seeing Gu Rong let go of her, Ning Rongrong took the opportunity to voice her question, a trace of impatience in her tone.
She still hadn't figured out what was going on with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Wang Xiaoming's hand.
Gu Rong surely couldn't understand this anxious feeling, as if ants were crawling all over her!
Hearing that, Gu Rong laughed awkwardly.
"Well, Rongrong, Grandpa was just checking whether you'd lost any weight today. It's fine, Grandpa's finished checking. You couldn't be healthier! Ahahaha!"
When people were embarrassed, they always pretended to be busy, and even Titled Douluo were no exception.
That excuse made even Wang Xiaoming feel embarrassed for him. He was genuinely afraid the Titled Douluo would get so awkward that he'd claw a three-bedroom apartment out of the ground on the spot.
"What was that... So strange. Grandpa Bone, move farther away. It's Xiaoming's first time seeing you, and look, you've scared him."
Ning Rongrong pouted and asked no more.
Anyway, it was even better with Grandpa Bone here. That way, no one could come and snatch Xiaoming away.
"All right, all right, Grandpa will go hide farther away. You two chat, you two chat. Grandpa won't bother you."
Knowing he was in the wrong, Gu Rong slunk into the shadows to one side and crouched down.
With such a big frame, it really wasn't easy for him.
Ning Rongrong pattered over to Wang Xiaoming, who was standing obediently where he was. Thinking he was afraid of Gu Rong, she reached out with her plump little hand and patted his shoulder, comforting him. "Don't be afraid. Grandpa Bone's just a little ugly, but he doesn't eat children, and he's very good to me."
Gu Rong: "..."
Hearing that, Wang Xiaoming almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
It wasn't fear at all. Some old man who didn't respect martial virtue had used his pressure right off the bat, pinning him in place.
Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said, "It's all right. It's just my first time seeing a senior at the Titled Douluo level, so I was a little surprised."
Ning Rongrong nodded as if she half understood, then asked the question she cared about most.
"So, what's the deal with your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? You can't really have some connection to my dad, can you?"
The two men in the courtyard fell silent at once.
Gu Rong thought to himself that the boy clearly didn't have Twin Martial Souls, so the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda definitely had nothing to do with Fengzhi.
Still, it was all the boy's fault. If he hadn't talked nonsense, Rongrong wouldn't have misunderstood.
Hearing that, Ning Fengzhi could no longer stay hidden either, and he walked out helplessly.
If he didn't come out now, he was afraid that in Rongrong's mind, he would become a father who ignored his illegitimate son out in the world.
"Rongrong, don't talk nonsense. This is the first time your father has met this friend of yours."