Starting from Douluo, the draw of all realms begins

"Brother Xue Beng is the best, Rongrong knows you won't agree!"

After receiving Lin Feng's affirmative answer, Ning Rongrong's eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and her pupils became a little brighter.

"Forget about him, Brother Xue Beng will tell you another adventure story. This time, it's one that happened in the Killing City..."

Lin Feng smiled and touched Ning Rongrong's head and continued to tell the story.

The nameplate symbolizing favorability also rose higher and higher.

At this moment, at the other end of the banquet.

Ning Fengzhi, who had finally finished greeting the guests, walked to a slightly remote wine table with a straight back and a smile.

Compared to the bustle of other tables, the atmosphere at this table was calmer, but that didn't mean they were unhappy.

On the contrary, everyone in the Qibao Glazed Sect, except Ning Fengzhi, was probably the most happy for the little princess's birthday.

"Old Gu, you're already here, why don't you come over for a drink?"

Ning Fengzhi touched his cup slightly with a middle-aged man in black robe and said in a casual tone.

"No, I don't like that atmosphere."

The middle-aged man shook his head and poured himself a drink.

The wealthy nobles at the surrounding wine tables did not dare to look down upon this black-robed man at all, because he was one of the two titled Douluo of the Qibao Glazed Sect——

Bone Douluo, Gu Rong!

"Hey, one of you is more withdrawn than the other. It's okay for you. At least you have a few disciples, and you have some ties to the sect. That guy Lao Jian..."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Lao Jian's feelings for the sect are reserved, especially for Rongrong. Every banquet invites so many people. If he is not there to guard it, can you rest assured?"

Gu Rong chuckled twice and moved his gaze to a corner where no one cared.

A swordsman in white looks like a young man in his 30s, with his eyes downcast, drinking alone.

No one would have guessed that this person is the famous Sword Douluo, Chen Xin!

"Yes, our Qibao Glazed Sect can develop today thanks to you and Lao Jian. I, Ning Feng, salute you!"

Ning Fengzhi picked up the wine glass, nodded in the direction of the swordsman in white, swallowed the wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Tch, I'm still so hypocritical at my age. If it weren't for Rongrong's sake, I would have been free and happy long ago."

Gu Rong pretended to be so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, but the lingering smile in the corner of his eyes still betrayed his mood at the moment.

How could they not be happy on the birthday of their brother's daughter.

Watching Rongrong grow day by day, and finally grow to the point where he can support the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, is the lifelong wish of the two Douluo.

"Okay, you guys eat and chat first, and I'll go check out Rongrong's table."

"Go."

Bone Douluo waved his hand and led the disciples around him to drink and eat.

However, unlike the happy atmosphere between the two of them, many of Bone Douluo's disciples gritted their teeth and looked at Ning Rongrong's table with resentful expressions.

"what happened?"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong picked up a dish with chopsticks and asked casually.

"Master, you and Sect Leader Ning just let that playboy pester Little Princess Rongrong? He is that Xue Beng. Who among the young masters in Tiandou City doesn't know Xue Beng's bad reputation."

A young disciple blushed and said angrily.

"Yes, they are still so close. Who knows if the little princess will be deceived by him? What does it mean to be so... to him?"

Another older disciple also nodded in praise, his words full of sighs.

"You guys, put away your petty thoughts, Rongrong is not worthy of you."

Gu Rong didn't pay any attention to what the disciples said, but smiled helplessly.

The chopsticks in his hand hit everyone's heads at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Let's eat. If Rongrong really has that kind of thoughts about Xue Beng, Lao Ning and I can put an end to our worries."

All the disciples covered their heads angrily and looked at Lin Feng insidiously, with gritted teeth on their faces.

It's so hateful. Yin Yin, their beloved little princess, was raped by this pig.

Curse him that he will never inherit the throne in his lifetime, and he will be depressed and unwilling to be a little prince!

While Bone Douluo was teaching everyone here, Ning Fengzhi also came to Lin Feng and Ning Rongrong's wine table, with a trace of etiquette smile on his face that could not be faulted.

"Fourth Prince, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend the little girl's birthday party. Feng Zhi would like to toast you first."

As he said this, he was about to drink, but was stopped by Lin Feng.

"Sect Master Ning is joking. Not to mention that Rongrong and I are good friends. Even during this visit, Xue Beng also has something he wants to say to the sect leader."

oh?It turns out there is a purpose.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible interest, but on the surface he still maintained the appearance of a handsome gentleman, and said elegantly: "The fourth prince has something to say, then please move to the meeting room, Fengzhi is willing to hear the details."

"Dad, brother Xue Beng just played with me for a while, Rongrong doesn't allow you to pull him away!"

Hearing his father's words, Xiao Rongrong's little mouth suddenly pouted. The little witch's character broke out again and she said with an unhappy face.

"Rongrong, be good. Dad has something serious to discuss with His Highness the Fourth Prince. You can play with Brother Xuebeng later, okay?"

Ning Fengzhi said with a kind smile, but there was an undeniable momentum in his tone.

After all, he has been in a high position for a long time. Even if he indulges his daughter in daily life, he will educate her well in formal occasions.

Ning Rongrong obviously heard the toughness in her father's words, and felt aggrieved. Her nose was sore, her eyes were red, and she almost cried.

Lin Feng took the lead and leaned against her crystal ears, whispering softly.

"Rongrong, my brother is going to tell your father about rejecting the little brother in blue. After all, your father is the sect leader. My brother can only truly refuse after asking him."

"So now, Rongrong be obedient and wait for brother for a while, okay?"

After listening to Lin Feng's calm words, Ning Rongrong's little heart, which had been aggrieved just now, felt like a warm current flowed through her, and she felt much better.

For children, what they want most is to be respected by adults.

Lin Feng was willing to take the initiative to tell Ning Fengzhi the "matters between adults" that Ning Fengzhi wanted to talk about, which made Xiao Rongrong feel deeply respected and her heart became much softer.

"Well, Rongrong is obedient and won't go anywhere. Brother, I must tell my father properly."

Xiao Rongrong immediately returned to his original cheerful appearance and said obediently.

"It's okay, Sect Leader Ning, let's go."

After patting Ning Rongrong's little head, Lin Feng turned towards Ning Fengzhi and said with a smile.

Who would have thought that Ning Fengzhi, who had always been elegant and dignified, would actually be stunned on the spot with her eyes wide open.

If it weren't for his identity, he would definitely ask Lin Feng for advice on educating girls.

How did he coax him so quickly?