After Ah Bao revealed his identity, the waiter immediately invited Ah Bao and his party to a luxurious private room.

"Since you were introduced by Miss Nangong, our restaurant will certainly treat you well."

Only the innkeeper knows how to prepare the Eighteen Banquets of the South City. I'll tell him you've all arrived!

Please wait a moment!

After speaking, the waiter respectfully left the private room and went to the next private room to knock on the door:

"Manager Nan, the guests who were booked by Miss Nangong have arrived!"

The innkeeper, Nanli, immediately spoke from the private room, his voice tinged with anger:

"Understood, please ask the guests to wait a moment!"

At that moment, in the next private room, Nan Li looked at his son Nan Ming with eyes full of disappointment and anger, and said angrily:

"That Bai Zhihua is an outer disciple of the Fire Seed Sect, with extraordinary talent. You are just a minor cultivator with average talent. She was just playing with you, but you fell in love with her!"

"No!" Nanming dared not meet his father's gaze, turning his head away stubbornly.

"Zhihua and I are truly in love. She said she would introduce me to the Huomiao Sect."

She is beautiful and kind, Father, you don't understand!

Nan Liqi smiled.

"I don't understand! Then tell me, you've known Bai Zhihua for half a year, and your family has a total of one million spirit stones. You gave half of them to Bai Zhihua."

You haven't even held her hand, have you? You even gave all the cultivation pills in the house to Bai Zhihua, which you yourself couldn't bear to use.

But did she even take you to see the Fire Seed Sect? She just played with you, got your wealth, and then dumped you!

"Stop talking!" Nanming stared directly at his father and roared.

"Zhihua isn't that kind of person, don't slander her! I'm going to be with her for life! No one can separate us!"

After saying this, Nanming prepared to leave.

With a snap!

Nan Li slammed his fist on the table, then pointed at Nan Ming and reprimanded him:

"You unfilial son! I'll be domineering today, and I must break up with Bai Zhihua!"

Nanming was determined to be with Bai Zhihua, and ignoring Nanli's reprimands, he slammed the door and left.

"If you dare leave this restaurant today, don't ever come back. I'll pretend I never had a son like you!"

Nanli pointed at Nanming's back and shouted.

Hearing his father's angry words, Nanming stopped in his tracks, but the image of Bai Zhihua appeared in his mind. Without further hesitation, he stepped away.

"You unfilial son!" Nan Li clutched his chest, nearly vomiting blood from the rage.

Although the Nan family is not a powerful cultivator family, they are considered a wealthy family in Fire Seed City.

From the moment Nanming and Bai Zhihua got together, Nanli could tell that Bai Zhihua was using Nanming and was after the Nan family's cultivation resources.

Once the Southern Ming has no further use, it will be discarded like trash.

But Nanming was determined to be with Bai Zhihua, and not even nine ancient oxen could sway him.

Hearing the argument between the father and son, Ling Yun and his group looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a moment of silence, Ling Yun waved his hand, and time and space stood still.

Nanming envisioned the rest of his life unfolding in his mind.

After leaving the Nan family, Nan Ming went to find Bai Zhihua and learned that he had been kicked out of the Nan family, which Bai Zhihua found very distasteful.

In order to win back Bai Zhihua, Nanming promised to provide her with 100,000 spirit stones every month.

For this reason, Nanming did not hesitate to join mercenary groups and become ruthless bandits in the starry sky, as these organizations do not have high requirements for talent.

Nanming gave all the proceeds from each mission to Baizhihua.

Until one day, the identity of the Starry Sky Bandit was exposed, and the Nan family was affected. If it weren't for Nangong Xi's help, the Nangong family would have been wiped out.

From then on, the Nan family declined. However, Nan Ming remained obsessed with the angelica flower, sacrificing his own food and drink to give everything to the angelica flower.

He even wore the same robe for over ten years; it was so tattered that it offered little protection.

He even joked with his companions that he would definitely buy himself a better robe in his next life.

His companions laughed at him for being a lovesick fool, but he didn't care at all.

Nanming gave Baizhi flowers more and more, but he saw Baizhi flowers less and less often.

They might not even see each other once a year. In the end, Bai Zhihua even used the excuse of seclusion to avoid seeing Nanming, but she instructed him to send her the spirit stones every month on time.

One day, Bai Zhihua wanted to obtain a rare and precious herb, and Nanming knew that one of the leaders of the Starry Sky Bandits possessed one.

He then went to steal, but was discovered by the commander and was immediately dismissed. If he hadn't always been diligent and conscientious, he would have died.

His companions threw Nanming at the gate of the Nan family's house.

When the father, Nanli, saw his disabled son, he shook his head and sighed.

For countless years afterward, Nanming was paralyzed and bedridden, and his father humbly begged people to find a treasure that could heal his dantian.

Even Nanli became a ruthless bandit in the starry sky. During one of his operations, Nanli perished in the starry sky.

Upon learning of his father's death, Nanming finally realized how foolish he had been to leave home in a fit of anger.

He also realized that Bai Zhihua was only after his money and treated him like a victim; she didn't love him at all.

From the moment Nanming was deposed, Bai Zhihua completely abandoned him. Even after Nanli's death, during the Nan family's funeral, Bai Zhihua wrote to Nanming asking him to send 100,000 top-grade spirit stones.

On a full moon night, Nanming ended his own life.

This is the life of Nanming, as deduced by Ling Yun.

Qiongqi, the Great Sage, and A Bao all witnessed it and were filled with sighs.

I feel sorry for the Southern Ming Dynasty, and I also hate Bai Zhihua, that gold digger.

The next moment!

Time and space were restored, and Nanming returned to reality. He felt two lines of hot tears on his face and thought of his father's tragic end because of him. He finally understood everything.

Immediately, Nanming returned to the private room and knelt before Nanli.

Nanli was clearly a little confused, but he was so angry that he turned his head away and refused to look at his unfilial son.

"Father!" Nanming burst into tears and hugged his father's leg.

"Father, I will listen to you and break off my relationship with Bai Zhihua. She is not a good woman!"

Upon hearing this, Nanli was slightly taken aback, though he didn't know why his son had become such a different person in just a moment.

But of course, the father is happy that his son has seen the error of his ways.

Nanli helped Nanming up, wiped away his tears, and said with relief:

"Child, it's good that you know you're wrong! Today, the distinguished guests introduced by Miss Nangong have arrived. Father will teach you how to prepare the Eighteen Banquets of Nancheng."

This is the very foundation upon which our Nan family stands; we cannot afford to lose it!

"Yes, Father!" Nanming helped his father out of the private room.

Seeing the father and son reconcile, Qiongqi, Dasheng, Huangjinshi and Hushuang gave Lingyun a thumbs up.

Qiongqi laughed:

"Brother Ling saved the Nanli family! Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda!"

Ling Yun shook his head and smiled, then said meaningfully:

There are too many Southern Ming dynasties in the world, but not everyone can see the ending, and not everyone can start their life over again.

After going through many twists and turns in life, you will eventually find that the people who are the best to you and ask for the least amount of money from you are your parents.

But often, a single harsh word from their parents can trigger a runaway from home, breaking the hearts of those who care about them most.

"Stop talking!" Yan Ruyu cried, "I miss my father!"

Ling Yun laughed:

"I'm not Bai Zhihua, and you won't become the Southern Ming Dynasty!"