"How about it, Dad, does Wuhundian agree?"
As soon as the people from Wuhun Palace left, Ning Rongrong heard the news and ran over quickly, lying on Ning Fengzhi's lap with a little nervousness in her eyes.
Looking at the little girl leaning in front of his legs, Ning Fengzhi felt a little funny. He deliberately showed disappointment, and Ning Fengzhi let out a long sigh.
"Rongrong, Wuhun Palace..."
Before she finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi sighed again. The smile on Ning Rongrong's face froze, and she seemed to understand something.
Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly turned red, tears appeared in her eyes, and soon filled her eyes, swirling inside. Ning Rongrong curled her lips, sniffed, and tried her best to restrain the tears in her eyes.
Let them fall.
"Tch, I'm so talented that you can't even look down on me. The Spirit Hall is nothing more than that. I won't go. It's not that they don't want me. It's that I don't want to go. It's the Spirit Hall that I reject."
Although she said that, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel aggrieved. She had agreed to study at Wuhundian Academy. How could Wuhundian refuse? This was the first time that the eldest lady had been rejected.
She obviously still had expectations before.
Looking at Ning Rongrong's aggrieved but tough-tongued appearance, Ning Fengzhi felt distressed and a little happy at the same time, so happy that Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This smile made Ning Rongrong stunned. She looked at Ning Fengzhi blankly. When she realized that Ning Fengzhi was laughing at her, the eldest lady became completely angry. Her tears were like broken beads, one after another.
One by one, they fell, and their little hands hit Ning Fengzhi's arm.
"Dad! Don't laugh!"
Grabbing Ning Rongrong's flailing hands, Ning Fengzhi held the wrists of the two hands with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and held Ning Rongrong in his arms.
"So Rongrong is not planning to go to Wuhundian Academy?"
"Don't go!"
"That's it, then I have to write another letter to Wuhun Palace, telling them that our little witch doesn't want to go anymore."
After giving up his hands, Ning Fengzhi took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears on Ning Rongrong's face.
"Obviously Wuhun Palace agrees with Rongrong to study."
"Huh? Dad, what did you say?! Wuhundian agreed?" Ning Rongrong stopped being angry and asked Ning Fengzhi suspiciously.
"Yes, agreed."
"But, dad, you just..." Ning Rongrong expressed with some difficulty the information he had just read from Ning Fengzhi's movements. Because he had just cried, he spoke slowly.
"It's Rongrong who didn't listen to what I said."
Ning Rongrong's face wrinkled and she stared at Ning Fengzhi dimly.
"Dad, you just want to see my jokes." Ning Rongrong complained softly.
Reaching out and tugging on Ning Fengzhi's sleeve, Ning Rongrong stretched her head and blinked.
"Actually, there is no need to trouble Wuhundian. I have figured it out now. I agree to study at Wuhundian Academy. I agreed."
"Okay, Rongrong agreed. I will send you to Wuhun City next week."
Putting down Ning Rongrong, he watched the little girl wipe her face clean with a handkerchief. Ning Rongrong made a face at Ning Fengzhi, then ran out with a smile.
After getting the news she wanted, Ning Rongrong was in a good mood, muttering softly along the way.
"I think Wuhun Temple will agree. Who am I? With my talent and leverage, how could Wuhun Temple not want me?"
Qibao Glazed Sect. Meeting Hall.
After Ning Rongrong left, Ning Fengzhi also walked out of his study and went to the meeting hall.
Sitting on the main seat, a young man wearing white clothes was kneeling directly in front of Ning Fengzhi.
"Reporting to the sect master, there is currently no student named Tang San in the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy."
"According to the investigation by my subordinates, Tang San had gone through the formalities for dropping out of school three months ago and left with a young man whose whereabouts are unknown. His teacher Yu Xiaogang did not leave with Tang San, but continued to stay in Nuo
Ding Junior Soul Master Academy."
Upon hearing this news, Ning Fengzhi's face hardened, and another change occurred. Tang San is not in Notting City now.
"Tang San's father, Tang Hao, left Holy Soul Village two years ago, and his whereabouts are also unknown."
"But the day before Tang San left Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, the Wuhun Palace branch sent people to clear out an area. The fight that followed in that area caused serious damage to the building."
Ning Fengzhi turned the ring on his finger, curiosity appearing in his eyes. Wuhundian's behavior was a bit strange.
"Sect Master, please forgive me. My subordinates have limited abilities and can only detect so much information, and failed to bring Tang San back."
"Okay, you go down first."
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand to signal the young man to leave.
Combining the information he just received, Ning Fengzhi speculated on Tang San's whereabouts and the true purpose behind Wuhun Palace's strange behavior.
As a businessman, Ning Fengzhi no longer intends to put all his chips on Tang San this time. This is not in line with his consistent philosophy. All eggs cannot be put in the same basket, leaving more escape routes to maximize profits.
This is what he has always implemented.
However, not planning to put all the chips on Tang San does not mean that Ning Fengzhi will not give Tang San some chips. After all, Tang San created many miracles in his previous life.
The legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial spirit only came into being because of Tang San. Ning Fengzhi was unable to do anything to prevent the martial spirit from evolving from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. If he wanted the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, he had to rely on
Tang San.
There are also hidden weapons. Although the Qibao Glazed Sect spent huge sums of money to only buy the 'right to use' a hidden weapon in his previous life, it turns out that that thing is indeed suitable for his Qibao Glazed Sect disciples, especially in this era where there are no offensive soul tools.
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Tang San was still useful to the Qibao Glazed Sect, so the moment it was confirmed that he was reborn, Ning Fengzhi immediately sent someone to find information about Tang San.
Ning Fengzhi wanted to determine whether Tang San's growth path was the same as in his previous life. He was already ready to send his disciples to get close to Tang San. He wanted to gain Tang San's trust and favor in advance to see if he could obtain hidden weapons or martial soul evolution in advance.
method.
But after meeting Qian Renxue, Ning Fengzhi's heart was filled with sadness and worry. Changes had already occurred, so would Tang San also change?
At that time, Ning Fengzhi was still feeling lucky, but he was also ready to welcome new changes. At the same time, he sent people to Star Luo Empire and Soto City to determine the current situation of several other people.
"Whereabouts unknown."
Ning Fengzhi repeated it in a low voice, looking straight ahead with deep eyes, and he turned the ring on his finger again and again.
"Well, I hope the other people won't change. There are too many variables, and Ning will have to doubt whether he has really gone back to the past."
"Martial Spirit Hall, are there people like me among you, or is Tang San also back?"
"This is really disturbing."
Ning Fengzhi looked sad and smiled bitterly.
This chapter has been completed!