It could be said that Ding Ning completely understood Murong Junlin's feelings at the moment. It was kind enough to just scold him.
If it was him, if his daughter secretly married someone else without any prior notice, not to mention scolding, he would definitely kill her.
Moreover, the Murong family was a wealthy family with thousands of years of history. The more ancient a family was, the more they followed the ancient customs.
Parents' orders and matchmakers' words were a tradition that had been going on for thousands of years. Even in the current era, it was no longer so important. It had become more flexible and independent. But anyone who got married had to get their parents' permission and blessings. This was the most basic courtesy and filial piety. It was also a part of a human being.
Therefore, even though Ding Ning did not regret it at all, he acted meekly and humbly accepted Murong Junlin's scolding and condemnation. As a man, this was his responsibility and obligation.
Moreover, he could spend the rest of his life with Sister Queen after being scolded. To him, this was a good deal.
When Murong Junlin first heard the news, he was furious. He wanted to eat Ding Ning alive. But as he scolded, he saw Ding Ning obediently admit his mistake. Suddenly, he felt proud of himself.
Although the kid in front of him was young, his strength was unfathomable. Not only was he good at medicine, he knew how to make elixirs, and he was also the leader of the number one sect in the mortal world, the Tianze Sect.
With such a status and achievement, anyone would want to marry their daughter to him. They would have to carefully look at his face. In this world, other than himself, who dared to point at his nose and scold him, would dare to treat him like this?
Thinking of this, Murong Junlin's anger disappeared. Instead, he felt a little smug. His impression of Ding Ning improved a lot.
If he were in Ding Ning's shoes, with such status and strength, he would not even tolerate being scolded by his own father, let alone his father-in-law.
But Ding Ning did not look angry at all. Instead, he humbly accepted his "criticism." Murong Junlin felt ashamed of himself for not being able to do this.
He could not be blamed for thinking this way. After all, the Murong family was a family of merchants on the surface, but in essence, they were a martial arts family. They also believed in the principle of respect for the strong.
Especially in the environment of rich and powerful families, the children of rich and powerful families were destined to have an extremely weak concept of kinship. In the family, if the son was capable, even the father had to greet him with a smile. How could he dare to point at the nose and curse?
Therefore, he was very satisfied with Ding Ning's performance. Such a son-in-law was not only capable, but also extremely broad-minded and magnanimous. He respected his father-in-law from the bottom of his heart. How could he continue to be angry with him?
Hearing that the scolding stopped abruptly, Ding Ning looked up at him in confusion and wondered why it ended so quickly. He had thought that the scolding would last until midnight.
Murong Junlin thought of all the things he had said before and felt a little embarrassed. He coughed and sighed. "What's done is done. It's too late to say anything now. Since the heavens have decreed this, it means that Yanran is not fated to be the leader of the family. Whatever, I will give the position to another branch when I abdicate."
"Wait, Father-in-law, what are you talking about? There is no doubt that Yanran will inherit the position, but isn't there still Yixiao? "
Hearing this, Ding Ning suddenly understood why Murong Junlin was hesitant before and asked hurriedly.
Of course, he would not care about the position of the family head, and Yanran had no interest in it. However, the Murong Family was Yanran's maiden family, and Yanran always hoped that her younger brother Yixiao could inherit the position of the family head. Naturally, he had to speak for Murong Yixiao.
"Yixiao?"
Murong Junlin shook his head helplessly. He did not care that this shameless guy changed the way he addressed him and directly called him father-in-law. Murong Junlin's tone revealed his deep disappointment for his son. "He is just a good-for-nothing. He doesn't do proper work all day. Except for eating, drinking, and having fun, what else can he do?"
"That's not necessarily true. Yixiao is just a little playful at a young age. As long as we play some tricks, he will definitely become a qualified successor of the family head."
Ding Ning said like an elder, as if he were dozens of years older than Murong Yixiao.
But Murong Junlin did not feel strange at all. He thought of something and asked tentatively, "Do you have a way?"
Although he did not have much hope in his heart, he could not count on his daughter now. If he wanted to keep the power in the hands of his branch, Murong Yixiao was the only choice.
"Uh-huh, of course. Isn't it just being the family head? How difficult can it be? "
Ding Ning said confidently. Seeing Murong Junlin did not believe him, he said calmly, "Anyway, father-in-law, you are in the prime of your life now. It should be no problem for you to be the family head for another ten or twenty years."
"Yes!"
Murong Junlin did not refute this. Although his strength could not be compared with Ding Ning, he was a warrior in the Real Martial Arts Realm. With his lifespan, it was easy for him to be the family head for another twenty or thirty years.
"Then let Yixiao come to Tianze Sect for training."
Although it was an impromptu idea, Ding Ning would not let go of any opportunity to advertise. He would use his brother-in-law, Murong Yixiao, to start the situation.
"Training? What training? "
Murong Junlin was confused. He had no idea what Ye Futian was talking about.
"Here's the thing, father-in-law. My original intention of establishing Tianze Sect is not to dominate, but to carry forward the martial arts, so as to change the current situation of the lack of inheritance in the martial arts circle."
Ding Ning's face did not blush, and he did not pant as he fabricated a lofty reason for himself. He spoke of his ideas with assurance, and Murong Junlin was greatly interested as he listened.
Perhaps because he had recognized Ding Ning as his son-in-law, Murong Junlin did not hide anything. He freely made suggestions for Ding Ning's development plan, which greatly benefited Ding Ning. In his mind, he gradually perfected the development plan of the whole Tianze Sect.
Of course, as a son-in-law who was accepted by his father-in-law, Ding Ning naturally had to perform well. He generously expressed his willingness to establish a mutually beneficial partnership with the Murong Family.
For example, the Murong Family had collected a lot of aged rare herbs, rare metals, and even exotic minerals and earthly treasures for thousands of years. They could be used to exchange for elixirs, spiritual weapons, and spiritual armors with Tianze Sect.
Murong Junlin was overjoyed. He changed his original plan to cooperate with Ding Ning on the spur of the moment, but he did not expect such an unexpected surprise.
In order to find that treasure, the Murong Family had explored countless dangerous places and ancient relics for hundreds of years. There were countless herbs and strange treasures in the Treasure Vault.
For a clan, no matter how many treasures they had, if they could not be converted into strength, then they were all useless. However, the clan did not have any alchemists or artificers, so they could only let their treasures lie in the clan's treasury, sleeping soundly.
It was not that they did not want to find the Holy Medical Family and the Holy-sword Villa to refine elixirs and weapons.
First, the rules of the two Holy Gates were well known. No matter how good the herbs and elixirs were, they could at most exchange them for Earth Level Lower Grade elixirs and Spiritual Weapons of Lower Grade, which was extremely unfair. Naturally, the Murong Family was not willing to be a sucker.
Second, the Murong Family knew very well that an innocent man would get into trouble because of his wealth. Although they were not afraid of the Holy Gate, they were worried that if they exposed their strength and attracted the attention of the Occult Sect and the Five Elements Hidden Armor Sect, they would lose more than they gained.
Therefore, the exotic minerals and earthly treasures the Murong Family had collected over the years were of little value. Not only could they not be turned into the strength of the Murong Family, but they also had to waste a lot of manpower and resources to send people to guard them day and night. This was also a headache for the senior leaders of the Murong Family.
But now, with Ding Ning's promise, those treasures that the Murong Family could only collect could be continuously turned into elixirs and spiritual weapons, which greatly improved the strength of the Murong Family. How could Murong Junlin not be overjoyed?
With this mutually beneficial condition, Murong Junlin found Ding Ning more and more pleasing to the eye. He excitedly ordered people to prepare a banquet. He wanted to talk with his son-in-law through the night.
The people of the Murong Family were puzzled by the sudden change of attitude. They did not know what the two talked about that made Murong Junlin so happy.
But the people of the Murong Family were happy to see the Master talking with Ding Ning. After all, Ding Ning was not only a miracle doctor, but also the Sect Leader of the number one sect in the secular world. It was a great thing for the Murong Family to be on good terms with the Tianze Sect.
Ding Ning had finally won the favor of his father-in-law. How could he not give him face? Ding Ning was very humble, but he called Murong Junlin "father-in-law", which made Murong Junlin very happy.
At this moment, after getting the guarantee that Ding Ning would train Murong Yixiao into a qualified Master of the Family, the grudge in Murong Junlin's heart disappeared. He called Ding Ning "son-in-law" so intimately and casually.
This made Ding Ning sigh secretly. As expected, there were no eternal enemies or friends in this world. There were only eternal benefits.
This father-in-law had scolded him before, but after seeing the benefits, his attitude changed greatly. Not only did he accept him as his son-in-law from the bottom of his heart. He didn't care that Murong Yanran had many women.
This made him feel sorry that Murong Yanran had such a father who put benefits above everything else. At the same time, he secretly felt lucky that her father was such a person. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to deal with this father-in-law.
Murong Junlin could hold his liquor well, but under the influence of Ding Ning's filial spirit grain wine, he couldn't help but feel tipsy. In a short while, he passed out. Even then, he shouted, "Come, son-in-law, let's do it."
After getting his father-in-law drunk, Ding Ning staggered out of the guest house and refused the warm farewell of the Murong Family. Then, Ding Ning, who was drowsy and drunk, felt refreshed. His eyes were clear, and he didn't look drunk at all.
"I finally got one."
Ding Ning heaved a long sigh of relief and said to himself in a relaxed way.
Then he remembered that there were a lot of mothers-in-law and fathers-in-law waiting for him to deal with them one by one. He couldn't help smiling bitterly.
Among the many women, Murong Junlin was one of the more difficult to deal with, but he was not the most difficult one.
Governor Du's family, the Wen family, the Xiao family, the Zhao family, the Shen family, the Lee Eunhui family of Goryeo, the Angel family of Atlantis …
They were like mountains on his head, waiting for him to think of ways to persuade, solve, and settle them one by one.
Especially Xiao Nuo's father, the father-in-law who had been engaged to his father since he was a child. He was the one who made him feel the most guilty and unable to face.
He had no choice. After all, he coveted the little white tiger and ate Xiao Yan. So far, he didn't dare to confess to his father that he also had an affair with Xiao Yan. Otherwise, his mother probably couldn't stop his father from breaking his legs.
"Alas! The road is long, and I will seek it from top to bottom. "
Ding Ning found joy in bitterness. He shook his head coquettishly and swaggered to his temporary residence.
After walking for a long time, Ding Ning suddenly thought of something. He patted his forehead and shouted, "Lang Kui."
"Young master, I'm here."
Lang Kui appeared quietly like a ghost. Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He teased, "If I didn't know that you are from the Gale Wolf Tribe, I would have suspected that you mutated into a ghost leopard tribe."
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