"Obuchi, you're impressive. You're really good at talking." When Qian Renxue saw Ning Fengzhi vomiting blood from Lu Yuan's words, she could not help but feel a little surprised. Not only was Ning Fengzhi powerful, but he was also very eloquent.
More importantly, he managed to make Ning Fengzhi vomit blood in front of Ning Rongrong. He wasn't afraid that Ning Rongrong would fall out with him.
However, Chihiro Snow didn't know that Lu Yuan was actually very regretful. He didn't care if Ning Fengzhi vomited blood, but he blamed himself for making Ning Rongrong sad.
"Let me take a look!" Lu Yuan pushed his chair away and walked towards Ning Fengzhi.
"Stop right there. You're not allowed to get close to Fengzhi." The Sword Douluo's gaze sharpened when he saw Lu Yuan walking over. He immediately stood in front of Ning Fengzhi.
Lu Yuan was the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Palace now. The Sword Douluo wouldn't let Lu Yuan get close to Ning Fengzhi. What if Lu Yuan hurt Ning Fengzhi?
"How dare you block my master's path!" The Sword Douluo had just moved when the voices of Long Xiaoyao and the others rang out. Their auras surged as they locked onto the Sword Douluo.
Even the Sword Douluo couldn't withstand being locked onto by so many Titled Douluo at the same time. His face turned blood-red, and his body went soft. He was about to kneel on the ground.
"Disperse. Did I give you permission to attack?"
Lu Yuan waved his sleeve, and his aura surged. He broke through the seal on the Sword Douluo's aura. The Sword Douluo's expression became a lot better, and he steadied himself.
"Retract your auras. Don't act recklessly without my orders."
Lu Yuan's gaze sharpened. He swept his gaze across everyone, and his eyes were filled with dominance.
"Yes, my master!"
Long Xiaoyao and the others immediately retracted their auras after Lu Yuan swept his gaze across them.
"The rest of you stand to one side too." Lu Yuan said as he looked at the Golden Crocodile and the others.
"Yes, Your Highness!" Golden Crocodile and the others responded and stood at the side of the reception room.
Seeing their actions, Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze and walked towards Ning Fengzhi again.
"You're not allowed to get close to Feng Zhi!" However, just as Lu Yuan took a step forward, the Sword Douluo stepped in front of him again.
"Senior Jian, please step aside. I won't hurt Uncle Ning," Lu Yuan said softly.
"No!" Lu Yuan had just made Ning Fengzhi vomit blood, so there was no way that he would believe Lu Yuan's words.
"Are you sure?" Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes.
"No!" the Sword Douluo said firmly.
"Then I'm sorry to offend you." Lu Yuan heaved a faint sigh as he quickly extended his right hand toward the Sword Douluo.
The Sword Douluo's expression changed, and he immediately took a step back. After that, he unleashed his sword qi as he prepared to retaliate.
However, things didn't go as he'd expected. Before he could even react, Lu Yuan's palm had already landed on his shoulder. Immediately, all of his soulforce was sealed by Lu Yuan.
The Sword Douluo was at Rank 96, but he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Lu Yuan.
If Huo Yuhao really wanted to attack, he could kill the Sword Douluo in a single strike.
"How, how are you so strong?" The Sword Douluo's eyes were filled with astonishment. He couldn't even retaliate against Lu Yuan before he was restrained. This was the first time that he had encountered such a situation after so many years on the continent.
"The new generation is replacing the old. Senior Jian, you're getting old!" After patting the Sword Douluo's shoulder, Lu Yuan walked around him and continued forward.
"Stop! Don't hurt my father!" Ning Rongrong spread open her arms and stood in front of Lu Yuan.
Her sapphire eyes were filled with tears, and there was a heartbroken look on her face. This sudden turn of events had truly hurt her.
"Rongrong, even you don't believe me? I won't hurt Uncle Ning. "
Looking at Ning Rongrong who was blocking the way, Lu Yuan sighed softly and said faintly.
"I really want to believe you, but you, you …" Ning Rongrong was clearly very emotional, and she couldn't even finish a complete sentence.
Lu Yuan couldn't help but feel even more heartache and self-reproach at the sight of Ning Rongrong's reaction.
He quickly stepped forward, and before Ning Rongrong could react, he pulled her into his arms.
"I'm sorry, Rongrong. It was my fault. I shouldn't have said that. I apologize."
Lu Yuan hugged Ning Rongrong's body and gently patted her back with his right hand to calm her down.
"I won't hurt Uncle Ning, and I won't hurt anyone from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. If I really wanted to do something, I wouldn't have waited until now. I would have done it when I destroyed the Clear Sky Sect. Don't you think so?"
Lu Yuan asked softly.
Ning Rongrong's body trembled slightly when she heard that. Lu Yuan was right. If he really wanted to do something to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, he would have done it when he destroyed the Clear Sky Sect. Why would he wait until now?
"Then why did you say that about my father? You even made him vomit blood."
Ning Rongrong's sobbing voice rang out.
"That was my fault. I apologize to you again. Don't cry, okay? I feel very bad when I see you cry. "
Lu Yuan raised his right hand and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of Ning Rongrong's eyes. His heart was filled with pity as he looked at her sad little face.
Looking at Lu Yuan's tender and doting eyes, Ning Rongrong's heart relaxed a little. The fear she felt earlier was mostly gone, and in turn, feelings of affection welled up in her heart.
"You, why did you lie to me?" Ning Rongrong bit her lip and looked at Lu Yuan with a trace of doubt in her eyes.
"I've never lied to you. Did I ever tell you that I'm not a member of the Martial Soul Palace?"
Lu Yuan asked.
"This … No!" Ning Rongrong shook her head. Lu Yuan did not seem to have said that he was not a member of the Martial Soul Palace.
"But your actions have deceived the world. You've been going against the Martial Soul Palace in every way. How could others think that you're a member of the Martial Soul Palace?"
After a pause, Ning Rongrong suddenly realized that Lu Yuan was obviously trying to change the concept. You didn't say it, but you've done so many things against the Martial Soul Palace. Any normal person would not think that you're a member of the Martial Soul Palace.
"So you still lied to me!"
Ning Rongrong stared at Lu Yuan and said word by word.
"This …" Lu Yuan was slightly speechless. He looked at Ning Rongrong with a strange gaze. He did not expect her to be so eloquent all of a sudden.
"Pfft, you've screwed up, Young Master Lu," Chihiro Snow could not help but laugh when he saw Lu Yuan's speechless expression.
It was very rare to see this guy like this.
When Lu Yuan heard this, he glared at Qian Renxue in displeasure. This was a critical moment for him to coax Ning Rongrong. Now that she had come to cause trouble, she was deliberately trying to stop him from reconciling with Ning Rongrong.
After being glanced at by Lu Yuan, Chihiro Snow hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth. However, his golden eyes still carried a trace of a smile.
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