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Meanwhile, in Tiandou City, at Qibaozhai.
As the sun sets, it gilds the ancient and elegant building with a golden edge.
Compared to the nouveau riche opulence of the Tiandou Royal Hotel, Qibaozhai appears understated and reserved.
With its blue bricks and gray tiles, upturned eaves and corners, the entrance is simply decorated with a plain wooden plaque bearing the three powerful characters "Qibaozhai".
However, a discerning person would immediately recognize that the wooden plaque was made of ten-thousand-year-old agarwood, and that the three large characters were written by Sword Douluo Chen Xin, with restrained sword intent, making it priceless.
"Come on, Na'er, let's go try something new here."
Xuanhao, holding Na'er's hand, was about to step inside.
"Young master, please wait a moment."
Two beautiful maids in light blue dresses blocked the way.
Although their tone was polite, their attitude was unwavering and authoritative.
"Excuse me, do you have an invitation?"
"An invitation?" Xuan Hao was taken aback.
"You need an invitation just to have a meal?"
"I'm sorry, young master," the waitress explained with a smile, "Qibaozhai is not a restaurant open to the public, but a private club of the Qibao Glazed Tile School for entertaining distinguished guests and discussing business cooperation.
Without an invitation personally issued by the sect leader, or a Qibao Black Card specially made by our sect, we cannot entertain you."
"I see..." Xuan Hao stroked his chin. "How much does this black card cost?
Give me one."
"I'm sorry, but a black card isn't something you can just buy with money."
The waitress maintained her professional smile.
"Only partners with deep business ties to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School of Commerce and an excellent reputation are eligible to hold one."
"Tsk, so troublesome."
Xuan Hao curled his lip, somewhat disappointed. This Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School really knows how to play the word "prestige" perfectly.
"Never mind, Na'er, let's go to another place."
Just as Xuan Hao was about to turn and leave.
"Young friend Xuanhao?"
A warm and mellow voice came from behind.
Xuan Hao turned around and saw Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had just returned from a meeting at the palace, getting off a luxurious carriage.
"Sect Leader Ning?"
Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow.
"What a coincidence?"
"It's quite a coincidence." Ning Fengzhi smiled and stepped forward, glancing at Xuan Hao who was being stopped at the door.
He immediately understood what had happened.
"What? Young friend, would you like to come and sit at Qibaozhai?"
"I originally wanted to come and try it out, but I was stopped." Xuan Hao shrugged.
"They said I didn't have that black card or an invitation, so I couldn't get in."
"That's because the servants below are ignorant." Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and said to the two maids who were already pale with fright, "This is my honored guest.
From now on, he will be treated with the highest level of hospitality when he comes."
"Yes, Sect Master!" The maidservant hurriedly bowed, her gaze towards Xuan Hao instantly changing.
"How about it?
Young friend, would you do me the honor of coming in and have a seat?"
Ning Fengzhi gestured for him to come in, his attitude extremely amiable.
"Since Sect Leader Ning is so kind, then I shall respectfully accept your offer."
Xuan Hao didn't stand on ceremony and pulled Na'er inside.
Since someone was treating, why not take advantage of it?
Stepping into Qibaozhai, the interior decoration was indeed a hidden gem.
Instead of gaudy opulence, there are precious rosewood furniture, antique calligraphy and paintings, and rare bonsai trees everywhere.
The air was filled with a faint scent of ambergris, which was refreshing and invigorating.
"This place is not open to the public normally; it's mainly used for business meetings."
Ning Fengzhi led the way while smiling and saying, "If you like it, you are welcome to come often."
"dad!!"
Just then, a clear and melodious voice, tinged with a touch of spoiled arrogance, suddenly came from deep within the courtyard.
Immediately afterwards, a little girl dressed in an exquisite white tutu, with delicate features, rushed out like a cannonball and plunged headfirst into Ning Fengzhi's arms.
"Waaaaah! Daddy, you're a big liar!"
The little girl looked up, tears streaming down her delicate face, and angrily accused, "You promised to bring me to Tiandou City!
It's been two days, and I haven't even stepped outside the gate!
You're mean! I'm not talking to you anymore!"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Ning Fengzhi's face, and he helplessly rubbed the little girl's head:
"Rongrong, be good. Daddy really had some urgent business these past two days. I just finished up."
"Liar! You always say you're busy!"
Ning Rongrong pouted and turned her head to the side, looking like she was "very angry and impossible to appease."
Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile.
He had been so preoccupied with the avalanche and Dugu Yan's kidnapping these past two days that he had completely forgotten about this little devil.
Just as he was racking his brains about how to coax the little princess, his gaze suddenly fell on Xuan Hao, who was watching the show with amusement.
Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred.
"Ahem, um... young friend Xuanhao."
Ning Fengzhi tentatively asked, "I still have some official business to attend to.
Could you... please help me play with my daughter for a while?"
"As you can see, this girl is getting really bored at home. You're about the same age, you should be able to get along well."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong instinctively wanted to refuse: "I don't want to play with strangers! I want my dad..."
However, when she turned her head and saw Xuan Hao standing next to her, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Xuan Hao, making his short silver hair shimmer.
His exquisitely handsome face and clear, bright sky-blue eyes made him look like an angel who had stepped out of a painting.
"Wow..."
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up immediately.
Her puffed-up face instantly turned bright red.
The little devil who had been baring her teeth and claws just now instantly transformed into a shy little white rabbit.
She quickly hid behind Ning Fengzhi, only peeking out her little head to look timidly at Xuan Hao.
"What a...so handsome brother..."
Ning Fengzhi's eye twitched violently.
That speed at changing her expression... no wonder she's Ning Fengzhi's daughter!
My own unruly little devil can actually be so shy sometimes?
"Taking care of children..."
Xuan Hao glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was still pretending to be a lady, then looked at Na'er beside him, and shrugged.
"Fine, bringing one is the same as bringing two."
"But let me make this clear: I'm not one to coax people. If this girl throws a tantrum or acts like a spoiled princess, I won't put up with it; I'll just throw her back here."
"I'll be good!"
Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, Ning Rongrong hurriedly raised her head, her big eyes blinking brightly, her voice sickeningly sweet:
"Don't worry, brother, Rongrong is the most obedient! She definitely won't throw a tantrum!"
Ning Fengzhi: "..."
Looking at his daughter's hopeless state, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt a deep sense of helplessness, as if his daughter was no longer meant to stay at home.
This girl... she doesn't usually say this when she's tearing things down in the sect!
"Okay, let's go then."
Xuan Hao nodded, seemingly satisfied with the attitude of this "new team member."
"We're also quite hungry. Since Sect Leader Ning is treating, I won't stand on ceremony.
Um... could you please order all the most expensive items on the menu?"
"No problem! It's all on me!"
Ning Rongrong waved her hand generously, seizing the initiative to treat everyone, then scurried over to Xuan Hao, reaching out to tug at his sleeve, but hesitant, only able to look at him longingly.
"Brother, my name is Ning Rongrong, what's your name?"
"Xuan Hao."
Xuanhao ignored her starry eyes, took Na'er's hand, and walked straight upstairs.
Ning Rongrong wasn't discouraged; instead, she followed behind like a little tail.
"Brother Xuanhao, wait for me!
The snacks here are so delicious!
I know which ones are the best, let me tell you..."
Watching the three figures go upstairs, Ning Fengzhi stood there, shaking his head with a mixture of amusement and helplessness.
"This Xuanhao... he really is a love troublemaker."
He had seen many scenes of a group of little boys fawning over a little girl, but this was the first time he had ever seen a little girl fawning over a little boy.
It was his daughter.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood to the side, watching his little princess's infatuated expression, his brows furrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly:
"This kid, although he's talented, his personality... is too arrogant. Rongrong will probably suffer if she's with him."
"Suffer a loss?" Ning Fengzhi smiled meaningfully. "Uncle Jian, Rongrong's temperament needs someone to temper her.
There aren't many people in the world who can handle her, and Xuan Hao... might be one of them."
"and..."
A glint of light flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, "If we could really make this kid our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's son-in-law..."
"That would be a good thing."
Chen Xin frowned slightly. "Feng Zhi, are you interested in him, or in the murky, hidden sect behind him?"
"Both are true." Ning Fengzhi did not deny it.
"Uncle Jian, this child is not even ten years old, yet he has soul power fluctuations of level 30 or above.
Have you ever seen such talent before?"
"Those who can reach the level 20 Great Soul Master around the age of ten are already extremely rare."
"This person reached level 30 before even being ten years old..."
"As far as I know, the last person like this was Qian Xunji, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, from the Six-Winged Angel family."
The world only knows that the innate full soul power is level ten, but a soul master sect like their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which has been passed down for thousands of years, knows that there is a martial soul in this world that is beyond common sense.
Six-winged angel!
All Soul Masters who inherit the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul are born with full Soul Power, and are all at the Innate Level 20!
Such a powerful and stable martial spirit inheritance is the foundation for the Six-Winged Angel Clan's enduring strength.
However, the Six-Winged Angel Clan has always remained hidden deep within the Spirit Hall, controlling the Elder Hall, and rarely appears in the world of Soul Masters.
It wasn't until a hundred years ago, when Qian Daoliu, the former adjudicator of the Spirit Hall and now the Grand Elder, traveled the world of spirit masters, that the terrifying spirit, the Six-Winged Angel, finally reappeared in the eyes of the world.
Now, a terrifying True Dragon Martial Soul, no weaker than a six-winged angel, has appeared in the world, along with a reclusive family whose situation remains unknown...
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