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

Chapter 552 Beating the Little Witch
"Hey?"

Ning Rongrong instantly realized what this posture meant...

Instantly, a wave of shame washed over me, and my entire face, including my ears and neck, turned bright red, like a boiled shrimp.

She struggled desperately, kicking her legs wildly, trying to break free from the humiliating grip, but Dai Chengfeng's arms were as firm as iron clamps.

Her strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of Dai Chengfeng; it was completely futile.

"Let me go! Dai Chengfeng, let me go!"

Ning Rongrong called out softly, her voice filled with sobs and embarrassment.

"What?"

Dai Chengfeng's tone was icy, carrying an unquestionable authority, and he easily restrained her slender wrist that was swinging wildly with his other hand.

"I'll show you who's in charge!"

"So young, yet so calculating. Instead of thinking about how to improve his cultivation, he just makes wild guesses all day long..."

"It seems I've been too lenient with you. I have to set some rules for you today!"

Before he finished speaking, Dai Chengfeng raised his free hand and slapped it lightly onto her pert buttocks, which were covered only by a thin layer of pajama pants.

The crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet tent, even carrying a slight echo.

"what!"

Ning Rongrong wasn't in too much pain; Dai Chengfeng had clearly controlled his strength. But the unprecedented sense of shame and psychological shock caused her to break down instantly.

She was the apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, pampered and cherished by Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and her father since childhood.
Apart from Dai Chengfeng, when had she ever received such treatment before?
He rarely listens to even a harsh word, yet now he's being spanked by Dai Chengfeng in such a humiliating position, pinned to his lap!
Even though it wasn't the first time, Ning Rongrong still felt...

This is absolutely a disgrace!
In an instant, a burning sensation spread from the area where I was hit, but even more so, it was a burning shame and indignation that seared my soul.

"You...you bastard! Dai Chengfeng, let me go!"

"You're dead this time! I'm going to tell Grandpa Sword! I'll tell Grandpa Bone! I'll make them teach you a lesson!"

Ning Rongrong was both ashamed and angry. With a sob in her voice, she threatened, and her legs began another round of weak kicking.

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng not only did not stop, but instead slapped him twice more, maintaining control of his strength, aiming to humiliate him more than to inflict pain.

"Complain? Go ahead and do it."

He sneered, his tone resolute, as if he had already seen through everything, "Do you think that two seniors would reprimand me, the prince of the Star Luo Empire and the hope of the future, for your petty jealousy as a little girl?"

"They'll just think you're being unreasonable and need to be disciplined!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, instantly extinguishing most of Ning Rongrong's arrogance.

She wasn't stupid; she naturally knew that what Dai Chengfeng said was true.

Given Dai Chengfeng's terrifying talent, powerful strength, and the cooperative prospects of the Star Dou Great Forest and the power of the Star Luo Empire that he represents, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is too busy trying to win him over to offend him over such a trivial conflict.

Even if Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo dote on her, they will inevitably choose to stand on Dai Chengfeng's side, at most saying a few indifferent words.

Thinking of this, a huge sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart, and her angry shouts turned into aggrieved sobs, and her struggling strength also diminished.

His body went limp, leaving only a slight tremor.

Seeing that she had stopped struggling violently and was just lying on his lap, sobbing softly like a helpless little bird soaked by the rain, Dai Chengfeng knew that the time was almost right.

He stopped what he was doing, but still held her down. His tone softened a bit, but it was still forceful: "Remember, I have my own sense of proportion and considerations when I act."

Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

Shame, resentment, anger, but strangely, there was also an indescribable sense of peace.

Although Dai Chengfeng's almost brutal way of disciplining her made her feel extremely ashamed, it also proved to her in a peculiar way that he cared about her.

If he didn't care at all, wouldn't bother with her little emotions, and wouldn't "educate" her in such a parental way.

This feeling of being strongly controlled actually lessened the unease she felt because of Xiao Wu's appearance.

Seeing that she was only crying and not answering, Dai Chengfeng used force to help her up.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks were still flushed, her eyes were filled with tears, and her long hair was disheveled, sticking to her cheeks and neck. She looked disheveled and pitiful.

She glared at Dai Chengfeng with shame and indignation, wanting to curse but not daring to. Her swollen eyes were full of accusation, and she could only sob forcefully, her shoulders trembling.

Dai Chengfeng reached out, his movements anything but gentle, even somewhat rough, to wipe away her tears with his fingertips. Looking into her eyes, his tone softened slightly, but the core message remained unchanged:
"Then Xiao Wu, you don't need to think about it anymore."

"From now on, focus more on your cultivation. The future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda still needs your support, understand?"

"Don't make me worry about such trivial matters anymore."

Ning Rongrong bit her lip, feeling the strength of his fingertips and the unquestionable authority in his words.

Finally, she nodded with a pitiful look on her face, responding in a barely audible, nasal voice:
"……understood."

Dai Chengfeng then completely softened his attitude, gently pulling her into his arms, patting her back to comfort her, and his voice became much lower and gentler:

"Okay, stop crying. You'll look ugly if you cry your face down."

"I assure you, there's absolutely nothing between me and Xiao Wu; I just happened to be there to save her."

"Once we leave the Star Dou Great Forest and reach a safe place, I'll spend more time with you..."

"Let's go to the most famous dessert shop in Wuhun City, and then pick out some pretty jewelry, okay?"

After a series of tactics, combining both soft and hard approaches, and employing a strategy of giving a slap followed by a sweet treat...

Although Ning Rongrong's buttocks still throbbed slightly, a reminder of the "humiliation" she had just experienced, most of the bitterness and unease in her heart had dissipated, replaced by a strange sense of dependence and reassurance that came with being conquered.

She leaned against Dai Chengfeng's strong, warm embrace and slowly stopped crying.

She even began to crave this moment of warmth, which carried a strong sense of dominance, and her little hands unconsciously grabbed the fabric of his shirt.

After calming down the last one, who was also the most emotionally expressive little princess, Dai Chengfeng felt physically and mentally exhausted, which was even more mentally taxing than dealing with a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast.

He gently laid Ning Rongrong, who was feeling drowsy after calming down, down on the bed and carefully covered her with a blanket.

Even in her dazed state, Ning Rongrong still unconsciously clutched at the hem of his clothes. He waited patiently for a while before carefully prying her fingers apart and pulling away.

Stepping out of Ning Rongrong's tent, the cool morning breeze swept over Dai Chengfeng, giving him a slight boost in spirits.

A faint glimmer of dawn was breaking on the eastern horizon, and the night was slowly receding.

"call!"

Dai Chengfeng breathed a long sigh of relief; this night had been nothing short of a mental battle.

(End of this chapter)