louisehourcade Chapter 14 This guy is practically Rongrong's perfect fiancé!
Chapter 14 This guy is practically Rongrong's perfect fiancé!
Chapter 14 This guy is practically Rongrong's perfect fiancé!
The Grand Hotel Soto, on the top floor.
Two figures stood there, watching the battle inside.
One of them trembled involuntarily after seeing the red-haired boy angrily berate Ning Rongrong.
He looked up somewhat guiltily, only to meet a pair of amused eyes.
"Dean Flander, your student is quite capable."
The other man, with a detached smile on his aged face, patted the former on the shoulder.
"This is truly the first time in history that someone has managed to scold our precious daughter so badly that she doesn't dare to talk back."
"Hmm, I remember that Lord Chenxin and Lord Gurong couldn't do it either."
With each word the old man spoke, a bead of cold sweat trickled down Flander's face. He always felt that the hand patting his shoulder would grab his neck at any moment.
Hongjun, Hongjun, of all people to insult, why did you have to insult her?!
Although I would also curse if it were me, this girl has powerful connections that we can't afford to offend!
"Hahaha, well, he's just a kid. Don't worry, senior, I'll definitely teach Hongjun a lesson when we get back. I'll show him that you can't talk to girls like that!"
If you're going to criticize someone, do it in private.
He swallowed hard, scratched his head, chuckled, and subtly avoided the hand.
"No, I did not mean to blame your disciple."
The old man didn't pay attention to Flander's little tricks; instead, he sighed softly.
"Today's events were orchestrated by Feng Zhi, and I planned them all. My intention was to let Rongrong know the dangers of the world, but even though I deliberately gave her a hint beforehand, she didn't notice it at all."
"On the contrary, it is your disciple..."
An expression of admiration flashed in the old man's eyes.
"They were able to glean the key information from just a few words from those three scoundrels, and they were willing to risk their lives to save their companions. Even when they were discovered, they remained calm and composed in the face of danger. If it weren't for Rongrong's interference, this would have been a perfect rescue."
Sigh, why didn't you say so earlier?
Flander slowly straightened his chest, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He adjusted his glasses and nodded calmly.
You're right!
My students are just that outstanding.
Such an outstanding person is my disciple, Flander!
"A natural-born top-tier martial soul, outstanding appearance, a great soul master at a young age, meticulous, courageous, resourceful, and loyal. Simply amazing."
Yes, yes, yes!
Say more, say more!
Flander felt as refreshed as taking a big gulp of an ice-cold drink on a hot summer day.
What could be more satisfying than someone from a top-tier sect bragging about themselves?
What?
You're saying you're praising your own disciple?
Oh, don't be so formal. Those disciples, weren't they also taught by us?
"He's practically a husband made for Rongrong."
Yes, yes, yes. Hmm?
Flanders sensed something was wrong and his eyes widened in shock as he stared at the smiling old man.
"Senior, senior, stop joking around, this joke isn't funny."
He wiped the cold sweat from his brow and said dryly.
"What, do you think our Rongrong isn't good enough for your disciple?"
The old man tilted his head and looked at Flander with kindness.
Gumbling—
"No, no, it's not true. It's our Hongjun who's not good enough for Rongrong."
Flander's Adam's apple bobbed, and the cold sweat that had disappeared began to drip again.
"Dean Flander, you're mistaken. With Hong Jun's qualifications, if he takes one more step forward, all the major sects, especially those with flying beast martial souls, will be vying to recruit him."
The old man's expression gradually changed, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Or do you think our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School is too small to meet your standards?"
Crack!
A terrifying aura unique to Contra slowly spread out, and the bricks and stones under the old man's feet turned into dust in an instant, but still strangely maintained their original appearance.
Flanders felt as if a mountain was coming towards him, determined to crush and flatten him!
"Senior, I don't want to fall out with you."
The four-eyed cat owl took a deep breath, its soul power surged, its black wings unfurled, and its hunched back gradually straightened under the pressure.
"Hongjun is my disciple, and only my disciple. Not to mention me, even his parents have no right to decide who he marries or who he is with."
"If you insist on pressing me today, although I am no match for you, I will not back down an inch!"
The middle-aged man's voice was firm and his face resolute. Despite the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he showed no fear whatsoever.
The old man was stunned.
After a moment, he shook his head and waved his hand to dispel the pressure from the Contra.
"As expected of one of the renowned Golden Triangles that are famous throughout the continent, they even show such respect to the younger generation. This old man admires them."
"Don't worry, we at Seven Treasure Glazed Glass aren't that foolish as to offend a future Title Douluo we could befriend. But, as you said, if Brother Hongjun falls for our Rongrong, that's fine, right?"
A sly glint flashed in the old man's eyes.
Hmph, my Rongrong is beautiful and rich, how could she not win over a mere boy like you?
If all else fails, we can try some other methods.
"Of course."
Flander wiped the cold sweat from his brow, relaxed completely, and waved his hand lazily.
As long as there's no engagement or anything like that, everything is fine.
The excuse that they can't decide on marriage is just that—an excuse.
The most important thing is the problem of internal heat!
Otherwise, only a fool would refuse such a great opportunity.
Putting aside the fact that Ning Rongrong herself is already quite well-off, as long as she joins the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, all the cultivation resources and environment, from Soul Master to Title Douluo, will be provided for her.
Qibao Liuli lacks everything except money.
If Qibao Liuli hadn't lacked eligible young women, he himself would have wanted to go.
Hongjun, don't blame your teacher for denying you a bright future.
Qibao Liuli would not tolerate their young lady's fiancé having affairs before marriage.
Chopping it off would be too lenient.
If we get engaged, you'll probably suffocate from the suffocation!
Flanders was deeply moved.
He was unaware that Ma Hongjun had already resolved the problem of the evil fire.
Otherwise, I would definitely nod my head eighteen times in agreement.
"Alright, since that's the case, it's time for me to make my move."
The old man and Flander exchanged a knowing glance. The old man chuckled, stretched, and his languid demeanor vanished, replaced by an air of authority and solemnity.
"We can't let these scumbags really hurt Rongrong and her friends, so let me..."
He reached out and aimed at the three people below who were approaching the red-haired boy step by step, but suddenly his expression changed, and he grabbed Flander and took a step back.
next moment--
Boom! ...
A blazing pillar of fire suddenly surged forth from beneath their feet, the flames rising ten meters high, like a volcanic eruption with lava shooting out in all directions.
Amidst the raging fire rain, a tall, red-haired figure, carrying three young girls, leaped out.
He flapped his phoenix wings, stirring up countless drifting fiery feathers in the air, which transformed into a streak of red light and flew into the distance against the azure sky.
(End of this chapter)