How Would Sect Master Ning Have Me Apologize?

After Ning Rongrong left, Chen Feng examined the Soul Bone in his hand.

It was snow-white throughout, and the moment he touched it, an astonishing fluctuation of Soul Power surged forth.

It was an extremely rare augmentation-type Right Arm Bone!

Seeing this, his resolve only grew firmer.

The original owner had truly been a spendthrift!

Such a fine item, yet he had used it to court a girl?

Calling it a waste of heaven's gifts would be putting it mildly!

Fortunately, he had kept his wits about him and demanded it back.

What if he had given it to Ning Rongrong, only for her to fuse with it and then help Tang San?

Chen Feng knew he could never bring himself to aid the enemy.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking the original plot. Ning Rongrong now harbors resentment!

First mission: 10% complete! Reward: one Novice Gift Pack.

"Good heavens!"

Chen Feng's expression shifted, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.

"Open the gift pack."

The next moment.

An icy-blue interface slowly unfolded before his eyes.

Three items popped out.

Beginner Soul Power Boost Card ×1! Can be used to raise Soul Power Level below level thirty by five levels at once! No side effects.

Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring ×1: Can freely choose any Soul Ring skill!

Martial Soul Enhancement Mutation Card ×1: Causes the original Martial Soul to mutate and strengthen. The degree of enhancement is random.

After reading it, Chen Feng took a deep breath.

These... were practically god-tier items!

His current strength was that of a level twenty-eight Soul Grandmaster!

He was only two steps away from becoming a level thirty Soul Elder!

His first two Soul Rings were yellow, yellow.

In other words, his third Soul Ring could be a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!

And he could even choose the skill himself!

As for the Martial Soul Enhancement Mutation, it was even more heavenly!

The Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul was already incredibly destructive.

It was no weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer, yet now it could be enhanced and mutated further?

What kind of Martial Soul would it mutate into?

Chen Feng found himself faintly looking forward to it.

"Just a simple move can earn rewards of this level!"

"If I bring Grandpa to their door in person tomorrow, will the rewards be even greater?"

The thought of tomorrow's visit made him even more eager.

However, there was still one crucial problem!

That was... how was he supposed to persuade Grandpa Sword Douluo?

That night.

Ning Family Mansion.

At the seat of honor sat a handsome middle-aged man with a face like polished jade.

He was Ning Fengzhi, the current Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

At the same time, he was the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor of the Heaven Dou Empire.

He was hailed as the "Continent's Number One Support System Soul Master"!

Yet the man who was usually refined and easygoing was now utterly furious.

"You're saying that not only did you reject Xiao Feng, you even made him bring your Sword Grandpa to our door tomorrow to make amends?"

Not far away, Ning Rongrong, normally so lively and active, stood frozen in fear.

A mist of tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

This was the first time her father had ever been so angry!

And it all stemmed from what had happened in the plaza today.

When she returned that afternoon and happily told her father about it.

Ning Fengzhi's formerly gentle expression darkened.

His gaze at his daughter was unfathomably deep, as though he could see through every thought in her heart with a single glance.

Ning Rongrong sniffled twice before saying in a sweet voice:

"Dad, you can't blame me for this!"

"That Chen Feng has been pestering your daughter endlessly. It's not like you don't know that!"

"I just didn't want him to keep bothering me."

At that, Ning Fengzhi shouted angrily:

"Then do you know how this will make your Sword Grandpa feel!"

"I..." Ning Rongrong immediately looked ready to cry.

She had never expected her father to fly into such a rage today.

It was something she had never seen in all her memories!

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Ning Fengzhi could not bear it either. He waved his hand and said:

"Forget it! I only want you to understand that you must not be so willful and unreasonable again in the future!"

"Mm!" Ning Rongrong nodded hurriedly, a smile blooming across her pretty face.

There was no trace of her tearful look left!

"You..." Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a smile.

Of course, he would not truly do anything to his daughter.

He had lost his temper only so she would learn certain lessons sooner.

Then, knowing how to read the situation, Ning Rongrong blinked her beautiful eyes and probed:

"Dad, then about Chen Feng..."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, as though everything were under his control.

"When your Sword Grandpa and Xiao Feng come tomorrow, you can simply apologize."

That way, a minor matter could be settled quietly.

Yes, in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, he had never considered this a major issue at all.

Having long occupied a position of power, he could see through the thoughts in others' hearts with a single glance.

Besides, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had joined the sect many years ago.

How could they harbor resentment over a matter involving juniors?

If they truly did, it would be far too childish!

At this moment.

Chen Family Mansion.

Inside the Quiet Room.

An elderly man with white hair and beard sat with his eyes tightly closed.

He wore a spotless white robe, his silver hair neatly bound behind his back.

Merely sitting there gave off a sense of lonely desolation.

It was as though all things between heaven and earth were nothing more than that before him.

This was Sword Dao Chen Xin, known as Sword Douluo!

One of the two great guardians of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

The next moment, Chen Xin's brows twitched slightly, and a ripple stirred in his heart.

Then he opened his eyes, a flash of struggle passing through them.

That evening, his grandson Chen Feng had come to see him.

They had then spoken at length.

Even now, Chen Xin still found it difficult to calm down.

His grandson's words continued to echo in his mind.

After a long while, he let out a soft sigh.

"Feng'er is so young, yet he already possesses such insight. Even I am far inferior to him."

But immediately afterward, this level ninety-six Titled Douluo suddenly burst into laughter.

An aura of supreme dominance abruptly rose around him.

The Sword Douluo who looked down upon the world seemed to have returned!

"Hahaha! Excellent! To have such an extraordinary grandson, I should be delighted!"

"Especially that Martial Soul Mutation—even I cannot see through it!"

The next day.

Inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi stood with his hands behind his back, having waited for quite some time.

Not far away stood Ning Rongrong and a group of sect elders.

Every one of them wore faintly amused expressions.

They did not look as though they faced a formidable enemy at all. Instead, they seemed to be waiting to watch a joke unfold.

At this moment, tears misted Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes, as though she had done something wrong and regretted it deeply.

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Ning Fengzhi put on an angry expression and said:

"All you know how to do is cry! How could you say such things to Xiao Feng!"

Ning Rongrong spoke with a slight sob in her voice, looking pitiful enough to melt anyone's heart.

"Dad, how can you say that?"

"What Brother Feng said was rather excessive too."

"He said he wanted to draw a clear line with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

This act was clearly being put on for everyone present to see.

Ning Fengzhi looked surprised and said in a grave voice:

"Xiao Feng's words were also inappropriate. When he arrives later, have him apologize first."

"Mm!" Ning Rongrong nodded forcefully.

In her heart, from beginning to end, Chen Feng was the only one at fault!

What could the Little Witch possibly have done wrong?

She was so innocent and adorable!

"Hahaha, may I ask Sect Master Ning, how would you have me apologize?"

A clear, carefree laugh drifted over.