"Fengzhi, look, it's all because of you that Rongrong ran away from home!"
The anxious and dissatisfied voice of Sword Douluo, who had always kept his emotions secret, had not yet arrived, but the anxious and dissatisfied voice had already reached the ears of Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting on the transparent sect leader's throne.
Raising his head, Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin, who was floating from the gate, wielding a sword in the wind. There was a little doubt on his face, and he was very puzzled.
"It seems like you don't know anything yet." Seeing this, Chen Xin understood that Ning Fengzhi didn't know about Ning Rongrong's running away yet, so he handed the opened letter into Ning Fengzhi's hands. Said: "Take a good look at it."
Ning Fengzhi frowned and accepted the letter handed over by Chen Xin. Juanxiu's handwriting was written on the simple piece of white paper. All that was left was to express his dissatisfaction with Ning Fengzhi's arrangement, so he wanted to leave. It just means running away from home.
In the past, Ning Fengzhi would have just laughed it off. He doted on his daughter, always pampering her, tolerating her, and not being too harsh on anything.
But this time, the letter paper in Ning Fengzhi's hand was crumpled into a ball by him, with a slightly angry look on his face and a serious tone: "What nonsense, you actually did such a thing."
"Fengzhi, I just said, you can't make such a casual decision, you should at least listen to Rongrong's wishes." Chen Xin, who was on the side, had already started to say good things to Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong is still young, she still has I don’t understand how you can decide these things casually.”
Ning Rongrong grew up under his care. In Chen Xin's eyes, Ning Rongrong was as cute and obedient as his granddaughter. The little witch was his heart and soul. How could he not care about her?
"Uncle Jian, is it possible that Rongrong is ignorant and you are so ignorant?" As one of the elders protecting the sect, Ning Fengzhi has a transcendent status. Even as the sect leader, Ning Fengzhi is respectful and sincere, but he also expresses it very forcefully. His own attitude: "As a member of the sect, I should shoulder the responsibilities and enjoy the many benefits and benefits brought by the sect, but I act completely according to my temper. How can this be allowed? Moreover, this engagement is not someone else's, and it is not something that can be done casually. The target of bullying, but the conditions offered by the other party are of great benefit to Rongrong, and are of great significance to our Qibao Glazed Sect. Not to mention that the other party is a talented person, even if he is a mediocre person, Rongrong cannot control this matter."
"Fengzhi!" Chen Xin frowned and looked at Ning Fengzhi. He didn't expect that Ning Fengzhi could actually say such words. But facing Ning Fengzhi's tough attitude that didn't back down at all, Chen Xin sighed. He took a breath and said, "Okay, I understand."
As a member of the sect, you naturally understand how important the sect is. Being born to enjoy the many benefits provided by the sect, you naturally also shoulder the responsibility for the rise and fall of the sect.
This time the engagement was of great significance. Ning Fengzhi didn't need to say anything. Chen Xin knew it very well. No matter how much Ning Rongrong resisted, she couldn't refuse.
It's just that Chen Xin has always doted on Ning Rongrong, so he complained a few times to express his grievances for Ning Rongrong and wanted Ning Fengzhi not to blame her too much.
But after Ning Fengzhi's statement, he also understood that some things, without being willful, could make Ning Rongrong unfavorable as usual.
Glancing at the letter that was crumpled into a ball by Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin said, "Then what should we do now?"
"She really thought she could escape from our sight. It's really ridiculous." Ning Fengzhi knew that Chen Xin had the same attitude as him, and he became much more relaxed when he spoke: "Uncle Jian, where is Rongrong? Are you sure?" You know it."
"How could I let the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect go out alone? When Rongrong left, Jiu was secretly protected by the disciples of the sect. Wherever she went, I was naturally aware of it. "Yes." Chen Xin said: "Do you want to bring Rongrong back? If so, I will go there myself."
"No." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said: "I have an idea about this matter. Maybe we can find another way. We should also let this girl suffer. The other party will not let everything go as we do. She's acting up."
Bad thoughts arose in his mind, and Chen Xin hesitated: "Fengzhi, do you want to..."
"Uncle Jian, it's time for Rongrong to grow up." Ning Fengzhi's expression was very serious, as if to say, this is my daughter, how you pamper her is your business, but when I should discipline her, I You cannot strip away the power of your father.
And I am the sect master, so I also have the power to restrain the sect's children. As the elder who protects the sect, you don't want to say anything more. I have my arrangements next.
Rongrong, you really need to make some progress.
Chen Xin knew that Ning Fengzhi had made a decision, so he said nothing more and sat on the seat of the elder protecting the sect beside him, rubbing his head helplessly.
Rongrong, Grandpa Jian can't help you this time...
