"Sect Master Ning, I presu, a renowned na indeed, my apologies for any lack of decorum."
Ning Fengzhi raised his eyes to look at Luo Yu’s unyielding smile.
Listening to that casual tone,
his anger flared.
Is this the respect you show when expressing reverence for one’s na?
How co I don’t see the slightest bit of reverence in your eyes?
The more Ning Fengzhi looked at Luo Yu, the more irritated he beca.
Discovering that his daughter’s innocence had been taken away by the man before him in such an unclear manner, he found him completely loathso, wishing he could discard his scholarly calm and bite him to death on the spot.
Ning Fengzhi’s face darkened with suppressed rage, like a volcano on the brink of eruption.
"Young man, knowing who I am, you still dare to approach my daughter?"
Luo Yu replied with a smile, "It seems to that your identity has nothing to do with whether I dare to approach Rongrong or not."
Ning Fengzhi stared fixedly at Luo Yu and said in a deep voice, "What is your purpose in approaching my daughter deliberately?"
Luo Yu shook his head, "You might be misunderstanding."
"It wasn’t who approached her; it was Rongrong who sought out."
Ning Fengzhi’s eyes bore into Luo Yu’s intensely.
"You’re lying."
"With her status, how could my daughter possibly take the initiative to co to you?"
"Dad!!!"
Before Luo Yu could reply, an angry call from the girl interrupted.
Ning Rongrong glared with beautiful eyes, stamping her feet repeatedly.
"I don’t have any special status; stop embarrassing yourself in front of Brother Yu, it’s so humiliating!!"
"In the beginning, it was who sought out Brother Yu."
Upon hearing his daughter’s complaints, Ning Fengzhi was infuriated beyond asure.
How badly must his daughter be fooled to speak so favorably of this man?
Ning Fengzhi, demonstrating the dignity of an elderly father, rebuked:
"Ning Rongrong!"
"You’ve only been out for a short while; has the status of the Little Princess of the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect beco worthless?"
"Even if the Holy Son of Wuhun Hall arrived, could we be considered humiliated in comparison?"
"You tell , what is this young man’s status!"
"My Brother Yu...!!"
Ning Rongrong began defiantly, but then her words trailed off midway.
She hesitated, unsure if Luo Yu wanted his background exposed, and thus the words were caught in her throat, unspoken.
Ning Fengzhi’s deanor was pressing, "Speak, why do you stop talking now?"
Ning Rongrong pouted, "Dad, why can’t you trust Rongrong’s judgnt?"
Ning Fengzhi, pointing at Luo Yu, said sternly, "It’s not about being a harsh father."
"But explain this to , what judgnt is this?"
"I haven’t seen any rits in him."
"Running away from ho is one thing; I still find excuses for you in my heart, thinking my daughter is young and should be indulged."
"But entrusting your life to a random man outside, have you considered your father’s feelings?"
"Rongrong, this ti, you’ve truly disappointed your father!"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head repeatedly, his eyes filled with disappointnt and anger tinged with a sigh.
Ning Rongrong, with a stubborn look, retorted, "Dad, how can you say that about ?"
"Why can’t you trust Rongrong’s judgnt?"
"You’ve just t Brother Yu for the first ti, why are you so quick to judge by appearances?"
"Are you saying your father judges by appearances?"
Ning Fengzhi’s expression turned ugly, his heart twisted in pain, feeling that his daughter had been thoroughly deceived by an outsider.
"In my life, there are two things I take pride in."
"First is my unparalleled support ability."
"Second is my unrivaled ability to assess people and treasures."
"No matter what treasure or talent, in front of , everything is crystal clear, nothing can hide."
"What’s so special about this kid that he could bewitch you to this extent? Tell !"
In tears, Ning Rongrong retorted, "Dad, this ti you’ve really misjudged."
"You haven’t noticed how outstanding Brother Yu is."
Upon hearing his daughter’s words, Ning Fengzhi once again activated their family’s secret techniques.
His eyes shone as he scrutinized Luo Yu over and over.
Yet he still found nothing, seeing nothing but an ordinary man.
Ning Fengzhi’s eyes conveyed anger, "Rongrong, tell , where is his excellence?"
"Dad, isn’t the fact that your daughter likes him reason enough? Are you so concerned with these externalities? Is it not a bit too..."
Ning Rongrong held back from saying "too rcenary," considering the words too harsh.
Ning Fengzhi fell silent upon hearing his daughter’s words.
After several seconds, he raised his head.
His gaze passed over Flander, Zhao Wuji, and Zhu Zhuqing, the other girls around.
Finally, he cast a profound glance at Luo Yu, then looked back at his daughter.
Seeing his daughter’s anger and disdain, judging him single-minded,
Ning Fengzhi seed to age considerably in a mont.
"Rongrong, you know your father loves you the most."
"Your mother passed away early, and since childhood, whatever you wished for, your father has strived to give you, even if you wished for the stars in the sky."
"Spending a lot of resources to create an artificial starry sky for you."
"But there’s one thing you can’t do, you can’t be with him, and Dad won’t allow you to ss around with this important life decision."
Ning Rongrong asked, "Why?"
Though Ning Fengzhi didn’t understand why his daughter insisted on liking this man.
Even filled with rage over his daughter’s lost purity, he didn’t resort to extre asures, but tried to persuade her instead.
"Rongrong, you’re grown up now. You must understand your father’s painstaking efforts."
"One day, both your Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa will pass away, leaving you to shoulder the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect alone."
"As a support-class Soul Master, you must find a strong man who can protect you," he said.
"Otherwise, how could Dad rest assured to leave this world?"
"Ask your Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa, would they be at ease?"
"Our sect doesn’t lack enemies, and the treasures within are coveted by outsiders. If you choose this ordinary boy, does he have the ability to protect you"
Ning Rongrong’s defiance faded from her face, understanding her father’s painstaking efforts.
She realized that Ning Fengzhi wasn’t being rcenary or snobbish, but genuinely had her best interests at heart.
Ning Rongrong looked up, wanting to tell Ning Fengzhi Luo Yu’s true identity.
"Dad, listen to . Actually, Brother Yu is..."
Ning Fengzhi interrupted with a hand gesture, "No, you don’t have to say, Dad understands everything."
"Obediently co back to the sect with Dad, and I promise not to hurt him. Is that okay?"
"Dad, listen to ..."
Ning Rongrong barely started talking when Ning Fengzhi stopped her again.
"Rongrong, if you understand Dad’s painstaking efforts, don’t speak. Let Dad handle this."
Ning Fengzhi turned his head, looking at Luo Yu with clenched fists.
Soon, he relaxed them.
His gaze grew complex.
"Kid, to tell you the truth, I had many cruel thoughts just now, even considered getting rid of you right away."
"But since my daughter is willing, it’s clear she truly likes you. Whether you deceived her or whatever the case, I don’t want to dwell on this matter any longer."
"I need to stress one thing, though."
"No matter what happened before, you absolutely cannot ddle with my daughter anymore."
"She has her world, you have yours. You two are simply not from the sa world."
Luo Yu was rendered speechless in an instant.
He understood Ning Fengzhi’s deep love for his daughter from earlier.
But saying all this to him was utterly redundant.
"Sect Master Ning..."
Ning Fengzhi interrupted, "Kid, don’t speak, I know what you want to say."
"You’re probably going to say it’s true love, aren’t you?"
"Or that you’re willing to work hard, asking not to tear you two apart, right?"
Luo Yu’s head ached as he calmly watched Ning Fengzhi with the eyes of soone caring for a special needs child.
Is that what I wanted to say?
How can you imagine so much?
Truly Ning Fengzhi, so astute. Maybe too clever by half.
Onlookers like Zhu Zhuqing and the others also cast strange glances at Ning Fengzhi.
Only Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo felt Ning Fengzhi was making sense, and that every sentence was logical.
Because they too couldn’t see anything special about Luo Yu.
Ning Fengzhi went on, "Kid, you don’t have to be resentful."
"In ordinary tis, if you wished to work hard, even if your talent was lacking slightly, as long as your character was good, and you and Rongrong were truly in love, I might have accepted you."
"But now it’s different, we’re in an age of turbulence."
"I don’t mind telling you, Martial Soul Hall now has an exceptional genius. Every top force is on edge, including my Seven Treasures Glaze Sect."
"I need to take Rongrong back to select a husband who can truly protect her, to give her a chance of survival during the upcoming tumultuous tis on the continent."
"And you—"
"Can’t."
"If you truly like Rongrong, after listening to , you should make the smart choice."
At that mont, Ning Fengzhi appeared resigned, looking at Luo Yu without contempt or disdain.
Quite candidly.
He believed he had explained things clearly enough that if the young man truly loved Rongrong,
he would know to give up voluntarily, understanding what to choose.
If he insisted on clinging to Rongrong, it would prove his feelings for her were not genuine, making matters far simpler.
Ning Rongrong hurriedly interjected, "Dad, what did you an about the unparalleled genius from Martial Soul Hall"
Ning Fengzhi frowned, "Rongrong, it’s a long story. We’ll talk about it when we’re back at the sect. He’s our future formidable enemy, an unimaginable adversary."
Flander and the girls looked even more puzzled.
Ning Rongrong’s lips twitched.
Could the person Dad is talking about be Brother Yu...
"Rongrong, don’t speak. Let have a word alone with Sect Master Ning."
Luo Yu gestured grandly, exuding a man’s authority.
Ning Rongrong obediently nodded.
Luo Yu looked at Ning Fengzhi, who awaited his response, his lips curling with a hint of amusent.
He suddenly found the situation rather interesting.
"Sect Master Ning, what kind of strength do you think can protect your daughter well?"
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