Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is Golden Light, all I want is more money.

Chapter 29 Dugu Bo Brings Warmth to the Door

Ning Rongrong pouted and said in a spoiled tone, "Daddy, I don't believe you! You must have something else on your mind!"

Ning Fengzhi said earnestly, "Rongrong, you're not a child anymore, it's time to grow up. Come back with me tomorrow to discuss sect matters."

Ning Rongrong looked intently at Chen Xin: "I don't want to! I'm only 12 years old. Dad, you're still young and energetic, the perfect age to strive for success. Grandpa Jian, don't you agree?"

Chen Xin glared at Ning Fengzhi, then smiled kindly and comforted him, "Yes, yes, our Rongrong is only 12, there's no rush for her to grow up."

Gu Rong chimed in, "Feng Zhi, you're wrong about that. When you took over as sect leader, you were already over 20, and Rongrong was only 12. Do you want him to be as gloomy as you are all the time?"

Both big shots have said that.

Ning Fengzhi was completely helpless and had no choice but to let it go.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Qin Feng: "Young friend, please take good care of my daughter for me."

"I certainly will," Qin Feng said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Then we'll be going now."

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he left with Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

After the three left.

Qin Feng's tense expression finally relaxed. He gasped for breath, patting his chest in shock, "Ning Rongrong, your dad is a real cunning old fox!"

Ning Rongrong leaned back on the sofa, toying with the small tower in her hand, and said with a smile that seemed to be a threat, "Hey, Qin Feng, isn't it inappropriate to talk about my dad in front of me?"

"If there's anything inappropriate, go to the side."

Qin Feng walked up to her, pushed her aside, and took up most of the sofa himself.

Ning Rongrong glared at him angrily, feeling somewhat displeased, but knowing she was in the wrong, she didn't say anything more. Instead, she asked with concern, "By the way, are you alright?"

Qin Feng said nonchalantly, "What could possibly happen to me? At most, I was just startled by your dad."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong smiled smugly: "How about it? Now you know how powerful my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is, right? Want to join us?"

"If you join, I can get Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone to guide you."

"This is guidance from a Title Douluo!"

Ning Rongrong used every possible method of coercion and inducement.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng smacked her on the head in an annoyed tone: "You still haven't paid back the money you owe me, and you still have the nerve to recruit me."

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened as she stared at him in disbelief: "When did I owe you money?"

"Just now, when your dad helped me trick you into coming here, you already owed me money."

Qin Feng shrugged.

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, glaring at Qin Feng with an almost murderous look, and said indignantly, "In all my life, I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Qin Feng smiled calmly: "Oh, so you've met him today!"

How could there be such a shameless genius Soul Master!

Doesn't he have any dignity as a Soul Master?

Ning Rongrong was on the verge of exploding with anger.

She crossed her arms and turned away, sulking, but still managed to say defiantly, "I won't give it to you!"

These words seemed to be Ning Rongrong's last act of defiance.

"Whether you give it to me or not is up to you, but if I don't give it to you, you can forget about getting into the Beast Academy."

After Qin Feng finished speaking calmly, he turned to leave.

Seeing his nonchalant attitude, Ning Rongrong was furious.

She had just helped Qin Feng conceal his true identity.

They completely misunderstood my good intentions!

After a while, Ning Rongrong opened her eyes and saw that Qin Feng had actually left. She stomped her feet in anger.

"Go, go, go! You don't deserve to join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

"Don't be so smug! It's not like there aren't people stronger than you. I'll definitely find a Soul Master stronger than you to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. So what if he's a 12-year-old Soul Master? So what if he's a second-level Soul Ring after a thousand years?"

As she finished speaking, Ning Rongrong's voice grew softer and softer.

Upon reflection, it seems that among the younger generation of Heaven Dou City, there really isn't a more outstanding genius Soul Master than Qin Feng.

In that instant, her fragile psychological defenses were completely shattered.

Ning Rongrong buried her head on the table, letting out soft sobs.

Having lived the life of a pampered young lady for so many years, she was always pampered wherever she went. This was the first time she had ever felt powerless in Qin Feng's presence.

It's like a scholar encountering a soldier—you can't reason with him.

Qin Feng, who had been standing at the door, suddenly opened it, suppressing a laugh: "See, now that I'm really leaving, you're unhappy."

Upon seeing Qin Feng return, Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and her mood instantly brightened.

However, thinking about Qin Feng's actions just now, the corners of her mouth that had just curled up turned cold again, and she angrily turned her head away: "Hmph!"

"I think we should just pay up honestly," Qin Feng said with a light laugh.

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After a long silence, Ning Rongrong's chest heaved, and she forced out a resentful voice through gritted teeth: "How much do you want?"

Qin Feng smiled smugly: "That's right. I won't ask for too much, 2000 will do. I'm a conscientious businessman."

After Ning Rongrong paid the money.

Although patience will bring peace.

But if you take a step back, you'll only get angrier the more you think about it.

Especially since she saw Qin Feng counting money right in front of her.

Ning Rongrong was furious. She pounced on him like a tiger descending a mountain, revealing her pearly teeth, and bit him.

After much effort, Qin Feng finally managed to pull Ning Rongrong away.

"Hey, you were born in the Year of the Dog?"

After venting all her resentment, Ning Rongrong finally felt relieved and snorted coldly, "Hmph, you deserve this."

Qin Feng didn't bother arguing with her; after all, it didn't hurt him, and he didn't lose anything.

Besides, since we swindled their money, we should at least let them vent their anger.

Otherwise, Qin Feng would be saying: "They're already stupid, and you're still messing with them!"

……

On their way back to the academy together, Qin Feng and Ning Rongrong were...

A shadowy green figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

He was an old man with emerald green hair and a tall stature. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Qin Feng with great interest.

"Title Douluo".

Ning Rongrong, who had been around Title Douluos since childhood, recognized at a glance that the old man in front of her was definitely a Title Douluo.

Qin Feng was also sizing up the old man in front of him.

This must be Dugu Bo, the richest man in Douluo Continent who also failed in his investments.

Suddenly, an unpleasant, fishy smell inexplicably reached their noses.

Ning Rongrong frowned, covered her face with her hand, and whispered a reminder: "Qin Feng, this is a Title Douluo."

Her implication was that Qin Feng shouldn't act like a rogue in front of a Title Douluo, or he wouldn't even know how he died.

How could Qin Feng not know this principle?

"May I ask what brings you, senior, to block my path?"

"This junior does not recall offending you, senior."

Qin Feng said respectfully.

(End of this chapter)