Chapter 235 Ning Rongrong is full of charm
"Someone come here! Help Grandpa Fujian back to rest."
Ning Rongrong was surprised, but more excited than surprised.
See that?
This is the man I've set my sights on!
Even Grandpa Jian can't outdrink him!
The banquet ended hastily.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Lu Ming's steady steps and felt extremely frustrated.
This kid is stubborn and won't listen to reason or alcohol. He's difficult to deal with.
...
It was late at night.
Lu Ming's guest room is located in a quiet courtyard of the castle.
The room was very large and luxuriously furnished, with thick shaggy carpets on the floor and a faint fragrance in the air.
Lu Ming sat cross-legged on the bed, not cultivating.
He was simply using his soul power to evaporate the alcohol in his body.
Although he was physically strong and the alcohol didn't affect him much, he still felt a burning sensation.
Just then.
"Squeak—"
The door was gently pushed open a crack.
A petite figure sneaked in furtively and then quietly closed the door behind her.
By the moonlight, one could clearly see that delicate little face; it was Ning Rongrong.
She changed her clothes.
No longer the practical daytime attire, but a silk nightgown. The pale blue fabric clung to her figure, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin that shimmered with a lustrous glow in the moonlight.
Lu Ming opened his eyes and looked at the little devil who had sneaked in in the middle of the night.
"What? Don't you want to be an administrator anymore?"
Lu Ming looked at her with a half-smile, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? Your dad is wary of me."
Ning Rongrong blushed, and the guilty look she had shown at the door earlier was gone.
She walked a few steps to the bedside, took off her shoes, climbed up, and knelt down in front of Lu Ming.
"My dad is such an old-fashioned person, just ignore him."
Ning Rongrong lowered her head, her fingers twisting the hem of her nightgown, her voice soft, "Um... at the banquet today, my dad tried to get you drunk... about that..."
"I'm here to apologize."
"Don't be angry."
She had actually seen through her father's intentions long ago.
Although she was more than willing, she was afraid that Lu Ming would be disgusted by her scheming against him.
Lu Ming looked at the girl in front of him, who was as obedient as a kitten.
The usually arrogant and domineering little devil was now behaving subserviently in front of him.
The contrast is indeed captivating.
"Apologize?"
Lu Ming reached out and lifted Ning Rongrong's chin, forcing her to look at him. "Just talking isn't enough."
"Then what else do you want...?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes were watery, filled with a hint of expectation and a touch of shyness.
She actually sensed it too.
The wine tonight, though it didn't get Lu Ming drunk, seemed to... make him more aggressive.
"If you do something wrong, you should be punished."
Lu Ming's voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded particularly clear in the quiet night.
"Lower your head."
Just four simple words.
It was like an inviolable command.
Ning Rongrong's body trembled violently.
She looked into Lu Ming's deep eyes and instantly understood.
Her pretty face instantly turned bright red, the redness extending all the way to her ears.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.
Here?
Although she usually talks a lot of nonsense and dares to criticize everyone in the group, when it really comes to this...
"What? You don't want to?"
Lu Ming released his grip and made a move to get up.
"willing!"
Ning Rongrong panicked and grabbed Lu Ming's clothes.
She bit her lip, a resolute glint flashing in her large eyes, yet also an endless allure.
For the administrator!
For Lu Ming!
Let's give it our all!
Ning Rongrong slowly bent down, her long, smooth hair sliding down her shoulders and covering her blushing face.
"Brother Lu Ming, be gentle..."
The sound was so faint it was barely audible, and was quickly swallowed up by the night.
early morning.
Behind the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, in a quiet garden.
Ning Fengzhi sat at the stone table, leisurely brewing tea. Sword Douluo Chen Xin, holding his ancient longsword, stood under a large tree not far away, closing his eyes to rest.
Lu Ming stepped into the garden and stretched.
"Lu Ming, come, sit down." Ning Fengzhi beckoned and personally poured a cup of tea, pushing it towards him. "Did you rest well last night?"
Lu Ming picked up his teacup, took a sip, and nodded.
"It's quite nice. The beds at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are indeed softer than those outside."
Ning Fengzhi smiled. He looked at the young man before him, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.
After Chen Xin was drunk to the point of unconsciousness last night, he thought his plan had failed. But then a disciple on night patrol came to report that he saw Rong Rong sneak into Lu Ming's room and not come out until dawn.
The rice has been cooked into rice.
The weight that had been hanging over Ning Fengzhi's heart finally lifted.
"If you feel comfortable, you can stay permanently in the future." Ning Fengzhi's tone was gentle, but his words had a hidden meaning. "I only have one daughter, Rongrong, who has been spoiled since she was a child. After I pass away, I will eventually hand over this huge family business of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to her. But Rongrong is, after all, a support-type Soul Master. I'm not at ease if she doesn't have a reliable man by her side who can keep things in order."
At this point, Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment, looking directly at Lu Ming.
This is no longer just a hint; it's practically a blatant declaration: "The sect is giving it to you; you'll be my son-in-law."
Lu Ming put down his teacup and a smirk appeared on his lips.
He certainly understood what Ning Fengzhi meant. Ning Rongrong had worked so hard last night, and as a man, he would naturally take responsibility for it.
"Don't worry, Uncle Ning."
Lu Ming leaned back on the stone chair, speaking leisurely, "Rongrong is with me, and I'm the only one who bullies her... no, it's that she's the only one who bullies others. If anyone dares to make her suffer even the slightest grievance, I'll make sure they can't even be a ghost."
Ning Fengzhi was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.
"Only you bully her"—that's an amazing statement.
This directly reveals the true nature of their relationship.
"Good! With you saying that, I'm completely relieved!" Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed. The bitterness he felt because his daughter had given him money was gone. He waved his hand and said, "Come on! Uncle will take you somewhere. Now that we're family, you'll naturally get a share of the sect's good stuff."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was not far away, opened his eyes, his lips twitching.
This kid has a really thick skin. He said he was going to bully someone's daughter right in front of her own father, and that old fox Feng Zhi was actually quite pleased to hear it.
However, Chen Xin glanced at Lu Ming's unfathomable aura and nodded to herself.
Strong, thick-skinned, and unconcerned with details—this is the kind of person who can live the most comfortable life in Douluo Continent.
A moment later.
Lu Ming followed Ning Fengzhi to the underground treasury of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The heavy stone door slowly opened, and a rich spiritual energy rushed out.
The treasure vault was enormous, filled with rows of steel shelves overflowing with rare herbs, top-grade ores, and even a few soul bones emitting a faint glow.
"Lu Ming, feel free to look around and pick whatever you like," Ning Fengzhi said very generously.
Lu Ming didn't stand on ceremony and stepped forward to begin his sweep.
Take away the century-old herbal medicine for strengthening the body and nourishing vital energy.
Top-grade black iron ore essence, take it.
A ten-thousand-year-old right leg bone suitable for agility-type Soul Masters—take it, and it'll be perfect for Zhu Zhuqing.
After looking around, Lu Ming's gaze fell on a dusty wooden box in the corner.
Upon opening the wooden box, he found a piece of jet-black metal, its surface utterly devoid of luster, yet incredibly heavy. Lu Ming reached for it with one hand and felt a noticeable resistance.
"What is this?" Lu Ming asked.
Ning Fengzhi walked over, glanced at it, and shook his head.
"My father obtained this by chance years ago. It is extremely heavy and impervious to water and fire, and cannot be damaged by swords. The blacksmiths in the sect have tried all sorts of methods, but they can't even scrape off a layer of its outer layer, making it impossible to forge. Since you are interested, you can take it as well."
Lu Ming directly put it into his spatial ring. Anything that he could feel its weight was definitely not an ordinary item; it should be very convenient to use it to smash people in the future.
Just as Lu Ming was reaping a great harvest.
Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the treasure vault.
"Dad! Grandpa Jian! Where are you!"
Ning Rongrong's voice revealed obvious anxiety and panic.
As the three of them walked out of the treasure vault, they saw Ning Rongrong running on the stone path with her bare white feet, her shoes not even properly on, her hair a little messy, and her eyes red.
She woke up to find the bedside empty.
She remembered clearly last night that her father had intentionally plotted against Lu Ming. She was terrified that Lu Ming would anger her father because of this, or that her father might do something drastic to Lu Ming when his plan failed.
"Rongrong, why are you dressed like this?" Ning Fengzhi quickly went to greet her.
Ning Rongrong pushed Ning Fengzhi aside, stared intently at Lu Ming behind her, looked him up and down several times to make sure he wasn't missing a single hair, and then let out a long sigh of relief.
"Are you...are you alright?" Ning Rongrong walked up to Lu Ming, her voice still trembling slightly. "My dad didn't do anything to you, did he?"
Ning Fengzhi, who was listening nearby, rolled his eyes.
Girls really are more outgoing! Your dad and I are support characters, and even your sword-wielding grandpa were both drunk out of the woods by this kid. What can we do to him?
Looking at Ning Rongrong's nervous appearance, Lu Ming thought to himself that this little devil was quite cute.
He reached out and pinched Ning Rongrong's smooth chin, lifting it slightly upwards.
What could possibly be wrong with me?
Lu Ming stared into her eyes, his voice not loud, but just loud enough for the two old men beside him to hear, "As for you, you're in such a hurry to find me, do you think the punishment from last night... isn't over yet?"
Ning Rongrong's face flushed red all the way to her neck.
Her legs still feel weak when she thinks about the "punishment" that lasted for several hours last night.
"You... what nonsense are you talking about!" Ning Rongrong hurriedly slapped Lu Ming's hand away, lowered her head, and her toes were digging into the ground.
Seeing that Lu Ming was still in the mood to tease her, Ning Rongrong was completely relieved.
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo exchanged a glance and burst into laughter at the same time.
"Alright, alright, we old folks won't get involved in the young people's affairs." Ning Fengzhi waved his hand tactfully. "Uncle Jian, let's go to the front hall and take a look at the account books."
The two old men walked very fast.
Once they were out of sight, Ning Rongrong dared to raise her head and grabbed Lu Ming's arm.
"You're so annoying! What nonsense are you spouting in front of my dad!"
Lu Ming let her pinch him; the force was about the same as tickling.
Just then, the chat group screen in Lu Ming's mind lit up and started flashing messages.
Lu Ming spared a sliver of his attention to look inside.
The group chat was buzzing with heated arguments.
[I have no mother]: @Your Holiness the Pope, where are your people? Don't blame me for not warning you, Tian Dou City is now full of city defense troops. If your Spirit Hall people dare to cause trouble, I will immediately order them all arrested.
[Your Holiness]: You dare? It's none of your business to interfere in my affairs. I've already located the Shrek Seven Devils' hideout; they were just expelled from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. I'm determined to take the lead in this mission!
[I don't have a mother]: What a joke. I've been operating in Heaven Dou City for so many years, my eyes and ears are everywhere. I've already sent people to ambush them, you can keep dreaming in Martial Soul City.
The two women were locked in a fierce battle for priority in the mission.
Everyone else in the group was just watching the show.
[Want a sweet romance]: Let's fight! Let's fight!
[Poison Fairy]: The Pope usually seems high and mighty, but when it comes to stealing missions, he has absolutely no shame.
Just as Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were arguing endlessly.
An avatar that rarely speaks popped up.
It was the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena, who had recently joined the group and had been lurking and spying on the chat.
[Silver Dragon King]: There's no need to argue anymore.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Yuena posted a picture in the group chat.
That scene was imprinted using divine sense.
The scene shows Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Yu Xiaogang running on the streets of Heaven Dou City.
But they were all frozen in thick, blue ice.
Tang San's terrified expression was clearly visible through the crystal-clear ice. Yu Xiaogang, on the other hand, was so frozen that snot was hanging from his face, making him look quite comical.
The group chat was silent for three seconds.
[Little Witch]: Holy crap!
[Poison Fairy]: What... what's going on? Everything's frozen?
[My cat is white and big]: Well done.
[Silver Dragon King]: I just happened to be passing by Heaven Dou City and saw these bugs. The group leader said to deal with them, so I casually cast a small spell. They didn't freeze to death, though; they're still alive. Does this count as completing the mission? @Lu Tiandi
Inside the Spirit Hall, in the Papal Palace.
"Bang!"
Bibi Dong crushed the teacup in her hand, spilling tea all over the floor. Her chest heaved with anger, and she grabbed the papal scepter next to her, slamming it into the ground so hard that the marble floor cracked.
Someone else snatched it away!
She and Qian Renxue argued for a long time, and then this Silver Dragon King, who appeared out of nowhere, attacked them!
[His Holiness the Pope]: @SilverDragonKing, you're cheating! The group admin said to punish and humiliate, but you just froze people up!
[I don't have a mother]: Exactly! Absolutely no skill involved, just crude and mindless!
It's rare that Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong have united on this issue.
The guest room courtyard of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu had already gotten up. The two of them happened to be walking over from the corridor and had obviously seen the message in the group chat.
"Lu Ming!"
Xiao Wu rushed over and grabbed Lu Ming's other arm, her face full of anxiety, "That Silver Dragon King froze Tang San and the others, does that mean the mission is hers? Does that mean the administrator position should go to her?"
(End of chapter)