Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 282 Ning Fengzhi and the Ancient Banyan Tree
"They're really going to the auction house?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Bibi Dong's eyes. "Could it be... that I'm just overthinking it?"

Watching Dai Chengfeng's figure disappear behind the archway of Qibao Auction House.

Hidden in the shadows of the street corner, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness.

She then shook her head slightly again. For the first time, the Pope, who had always been in control of everything, felt a little guilty about her suspicion that had arisen without any warning.

"That little rascal... he really wasn't lying at all."

Bibi Dong murmured to herself, the doubt quietly dissipating, replaced by a subtle sense of relief.

"Could it be that my emotions have been fluctuating too much these past two days, affecting my sixth sense?"

"Perhaps..."

She turned around and decided to leave.

"Chirp chirp? Chirp chirp chirp!"

At this moment, Qiu'er on the shoulder became anxious, her big golden eyes filled with the unwillingness that "the show is not over yet".

The little guy gently tugged at Bibi Dong's dark hair with its tiny paws, its fluffy head craning towards the auction house entrance, emitting soft, urging chirps from its throat:

Why don't you go in? Everyone's already inside!
Shh—stop fooling around.

Bibi Dong reached out and gently pinched Qiu'er's restless little body. Her voice carried an undeniable authority, but also contained a hint of helplessness towards the clingy little thing.

"Okay, let's go back."

"Chirp... Chirp chirp..."

Qiu'er was clearly extremely dissatisfied with the answer; her little mouth pursed, and she let out a low, aggrieved groan.

But Bibi Dong had made up her mind and ignored the little guy's silent resentment.

He easily subdued the restless little fellow, then moved swiftly and silently retraced his steps.

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Meanwhile, Dai Chengfeng, relying on his Vast Realm, sensed that Bibi Dong and Qiu'er's auras had disappeared.

"Now, shouldn't we completely stop having doubts?"

"Now you're safe!"

Thinking it over, Dai Chengfeng smiled and shook his head, then went directly into the Qibao Auction House.

"Meet the adults!"

The maid at the door recognized Dai Chengfeng almost instantly. Although she didn't know who Dai Chengfeng was, she knew that he had been accompanied by Ning Rongrong and that his identity was definitely not simple.

Therefore, they all bowed respectfully, and one of them quickly went inside to announce their arrival.

Dai Chengfeng had just begun to speak when he said, "Your little princess Ning Rongrong is here..."

Before the words were even finished, the manager of Qibao Auction House, with an incredibly warm and humble smile, rushed out from the inner hall to greet him.

"Oh my! I was wondering why I felt so refreshed when I opened my eyes this morning, and why my left eyelid was twitching. Turns out, we have some distinguished guests at our door!"

Dai Chengfeng nodded indifferently. He had no interest in pleasantries and went straight to the point:
"I've come to find your little princess, Ning Rongrong."

Upon hearing "looking for Ning Rongrong," the manager's forced smile froze slightly, a hint of hesitation and unease creeping into his enthusiasm.

“The little princess is here, but at this hour… well, in this situation… it might be… well, it might be inconvenient.”

Dai Chengfeng raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly: "Oh? Is she still asleep? Or is she not here?"

"Yes, it is, but... the reason is... inconvenient to say... but it is indeed a little inconvenient."

At this point, the manager suggested, "How about this?"

"Your Highness, please move to the elegant hall and wait a moment while I convey your message. I will get back to you shortly!"

Dai Chengfeng glanced at the manager's earnest eyes, knowing that the other party was indeed in a difficult situation, so he stopped pressing and nodded.
"Alright, go ahead." "Yes, Your Highness! This way please!"

The manager quickly led Dai Chengfeng to a luxurious and quiet reception hall, while giving the maid beside him a stern look, meaning to bring out the finest tea and snacks to serve him.

Then, he hurriedly left.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of Qibao Auction House, in a private room that is not open to the public.

At this moment, besides Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo whom Dai Chengfeng was familiar with, Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Ning Fengyuan, there were two more people in the room.

An extremely tall, broad-shouldered, yet somewhat thin, black-haired 'old man' with a rustic face and sharp, eagle-like eyes.

And a middle-aged man with a refined demeanor, handsome face, and insightful eyes that seemed to understand the ways of the world.

"father!"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong was holding the arm of the refined middle-aged man, chirping happily like a little bird.

"Dad! Grandpa Bone! Why did you come without saying a word?"

Are you going to give them a super big surprise?

She tilted her head playfully, her smile bright and captivating.

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter Ning Rongrong with doting affection, but his responsibility as a father quickly suppressed his smile. He deliberately put on a stern face and said seriously:
"surprise?"

"Rongrong, you've given me quite a surprise!"

"Tell me, what good deeds have you done in the Star Dou Great Forest?"

"How old are you? How can you still be so immature?"

Instantly, Ning Rongrong deflated like a punctured balloon, her face fell, she stuck out her pink tongue, and her voice became soft and sweet:
"Dad...you knew all along?"

She shook Ning Fengzhi's arm and skillfully began to act coquettishly.

"I...I didn't mean it...I really didn't know that the Pope would be so forceful."

"You don't know? Do you know that even I wouldn't dare offend that Pope..."

Ning Fengzhi wanted to take the opportunity to give a few words of instruction, but the old man next to him, whom Ning Rongrong called "Grandpa Bone"—the Bone Douluo Gu Rong, whose title was 'Bone'—snorted and immediately spoke up to defend his own:
"Fengzhi! Isn't it normal for a child to be a little playful?"

"Besides, I think Rongrong not only didn't cause any trouble this time, but she's also made great progress!"

"Look how sensible she is now!"

His words were full of protection for Ning Rongrong, and he even glared at Ning Fengzhi, blaming him for being too harsh.

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his temples helplessly and said with a wry smile, "Uncle Gu, if you keep indulging her like this, she'll become completely unruly..."

"Hmph, I only have one precious granddaughter, how can I not spoil her?"

Ning Fengzhi was helpless and couldn't say anything more. After all, Gu Rong was really angry and scolded him as well, and he had no temper at all.

"Hey……"

Ning Fengzhi sighed, thinking to himself that his Uncle Jian's suggestion was right; it was really time to let Rongrong go out for a walk.

Thinking it over, Ning Fengzhi stopped worrying and looked at Chen Xin.

"Uncle Jian, is everything you said in your letter about Dai Chengfeng true?"

"Uncle Jian, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just... too exaggerated."

Chen Xin smiled and nodded, "I understand."

"Rest assured, every word in the letter is true and accurate."

"fart!"

Before Ning Fengzhi could respond, Gu Rong scoffed and looked at Chen Xin with deep disbelief.

(End of this chapter)