Unbeknownst to her.
Bibi Dong was slumped in her seat, her eyes closed, lost in dreams.
Time passed without her noticing.
Vaguely, she heard Hu Liena's laughter.
Her soft, full body bumped into a warm embrace, a familiar heartbeat.
Her delicate body floated up, then down, gently laid flat.
Her curvaceous figure was covered with warm brocade.
Her head rested on something soft, a sweet fragrance lingering around her nose.
Qian Renxue's teasing laughter reached her ears.
"Jue, what are you spacing out for? You're the Holy Son, I'm just here to supervise you."
Followed by Qian Renjue's helpless grumbling.
"Then, Sister, take care of Mom, when I'm done, we'll go home..."
"Nana, bring over what you've organized."
"Yes, Nana will help Senior Brother."
"..."
Bibi Dong's long eyelashes fluttered.
A sliver of light stung her eyes, revealing vague figures.
The golden figure had already taken off his coat, wearing a crown.
Sitting at the very edge of the seat.
She was resting her head on Qian Renxue's lap, who was leaning on Qian Renjue's shoulder.
Hu Liena stood beside them, smiling as she organized things.
Bibi Dong closed her eyes again.
A smile touched the corners of her lips.
If she could, she really wanted to stay asleep like this forever.
"Sister went undercover, but didn't learn how to review documents?"
"Don't talk, let me sleep for a while."
"Okay."
Seeing that Qian Renxue couldn't lean on him, Qian Renjue turned his attention to his junior sister.
"Nana, do you want to learn?"
"Ah? What would Nana learn that for?"
Hu Liena was slightly stunned, looking up at Qian Renjue, who was wearing a crown, with confusion.
"If you learn it well, you can help Senior Brother, would Nana like that?"
Qian Renjue coaxed her gently.
"Help Senior Brother?"
Hu Liena met his warm, purple eyes, her face flushed, and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, Nana is willing, of course, Nana is willing!"
"Good! Very good... Then in the future, Senior Brother will make you an Administrative Elder to assist me in handling matters."
"Really? Senior Brother... You mustn't deceive Nana."
"Of course, it's true!"
Qian Renjue lowered his voice, speaking with certainty.
He didn't want to sit here looking at documents and writing all day.
He had to find someone to share the burden.
"Thank you, Senior Brother... Nana will study hard."
Hu Liena was all smiles.
Completely immersed in the joy of being able to assist Qian Renjue.
"Cough cough... Of course, you're still young, your main task is still cultivation."
Qian Renjue coughed twice.
He wanted to be lazy, but that was for the future, he couldn't delay Hu Liena's cultivation.
"Yes, Nana understands!"
Hu Liena nodded seriously.
Full of motivation.
Qian Renxue pursed her red lips, suppressing a laugh, she didn't expect Jue to be so cunning sometimes.
The key was that the fox spirit was still enjoying it.
My brother is awesome!
...
Around noon.
As Qian Renjue carried Bibi Dong back to the courtyard.
Above the mountain peak.
Seven streaks of light shot away, heading towards Heaven Dou City.
Like shooting stars chasing the moon, their momentum was magnificent.
"Hmm?"
Qian Renxue looked up in the direction of Heaven Dou, only able to see a few black dots.
Qian Renjue stopped.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
Qian Renxue shook her head, feeling a little puzzled.
Grandpa went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, why did he bring the Spirit Hall's entire foundation?
If he couldn't entice them with benefits, was he planning to intimidate them?
Bibi Dong, lying in Qian Renjue's arms, also saw those figures.
Her eyes filled with a hint of confusion.
"Mom, we're home."
"Hmm?"
Bibi Dong retracted her gaze, playfully pinching Qian Renjue's face.
"Don't you have any sense of responsibility? You haven't even stepped into the house yet."
"..."
-----
In the evening.
Golden light shone on the spire, colorful and dazzling.
Six or seven specks, like green beans, fell from the sky, plummeting downwards.
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Inside the ancient and solemn hall, the furnishings were mostly luxurious.
A huge and magnificent crystal chandelier.
Illuminated the various wood carvings and antiques displayed in the surrounding corners.
Antique and luxurious.
Directly opposite the gate was a desk, exuding the mellow fragrance of classics.
The magnificent hall.
Did not appear empty or crowded.
This was where the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School usually handled sect affairs.
Everywhere revealed quietness and elegance.
But at this time, there was a bit of noise within.
A six-year-old child with pink short hair was lying on the office desk.
Pouting, full of complaints.
"Daddy, why don't you play with me anymore?"
"My Rongrong, can you come down first? Don't fall."
Ning Fengzhi helplessly reached out to hug her.
His face wore a gentle smile, every move exuding refinement.
"No! Rongrong won't come down!"
Ning Rongrong clutched her short skirt, rolling around on the desk.
"Unless Daddy plays with Rongrong, goes shopping."
Whoosh!
Two afterimages stirred a gentle breeze.
Sword and Bone Douluo stood on either side of the table.
Afraid that their little princess would roll off.
"Rongrong, take it easy, Dad won't tell you to come down, okay?"
Ning Fengzhi protected her with his hands, full of doting.
"Hehe."
Ning Rongrong stopped rolling and sat cross-legged on the desk again.
"Then can Daddy play with me?"
"Not now, shouldn't Rongrong be cultivating now?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, changing the subject.
"Cultivation is too boring, sitting there without moving, like a piece of wood."
Ning Rongrong frowned, she couldn't stand it.
Supporting her small face, she smiled and said:
"Unless Daddy takes Rongrong to see the little goldfish again, hehe."
"Heh."
Ning Fengzhi looked at his obedient daughter, who even negotiated with him about cultivation, feeling a bit of a headache.
She was so young, and he didn't want to raise his voice.
"When Rongrong breaks through to level ten, Dad will take you outside to see."
"Ah? How long will that take?"
Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks, huffing and puffing:
"If Daddy doesn't play with Rongrong, Rongrong will play with Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone."
"Leaving Daddy alone to suffocate here."
"Haha. Okay, Grandpa will take Rongrong for a flight later."
Bone Douluo immediately nodded with a smile.
Sword Douluo was about to speak, but his sword-like eyebrows suddenly became sharp.
His aura swept out of the hall.
"Who is it?!"
Bone Douluo was slightly stunned, his expression changing drastically in an instant.
Soul rings emerged under his feet.
The phantom of the Bone Dragon hovered in the hall, rare treasures and antiques swayed, and a deep black hole was generated on the desk.
He wanted to send Ning Rongrong away first.
Poof!
Sword Douluo's aura was like a clay ox entering the sea.
A golden sword qi pierced through, and the black vortex on the desk collapsed.
"Fengzhi, quickly... protect Rongrong!"
Bone Douluo shouted urgently, immediately blocking in front of Ning Rongrong.
The Seven Kill Sword hung under the crystal chandelier.
Gleaming with a chilling murderous aura.
Ning Fengzhi was already stiff, holding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, his face solemn.
He didn't know who was coming.
But he could be sure that there was more than one person, and one of them was no weaker than Sword Uncle.
"Daddy, Grandpa Bone, what's wrong with you?"
Ning Rongrong crawled on the desk, seemingly unaffected.
Wishing everyone a happy life!
