Inside the venue.
Ning Rongrong's face was tense, and her fists were clenched.
Through the specially made crystal window, she looked down at the chaotic auction hall, especially at the black-robed figure surrounded by powerful figures, and her teeth almost ground to powder.
"That bastard!"
Ning Rongrong's voice was filled with anger.
"It was him last time, who made our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School lose so many gold soul coins!"
"They've come to cause trouble again, and in front of so many people! They're practically trampling on the face of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
She became increasingly angry as she spoke, her chest heaving violently.
"Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone are both here, and Father also took action personally."
"This time we must utterly defeat him and show him that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not to be trifled with!"
Ning Liu stood beside her, his gaze also fixed downwards, but his expression was completely different from Ning Rongrong's excitement.
He shook his head gently and sighed softly.
"Sigh, come to think of it, he's a pitiful man too."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong turned her head sharply, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes glaring at Ning Liu, filled with incomprehension and a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Pitiful?"
"Senior brother, do you know what you're saying?"
"He turned our auction house upside down, and you still say he's pitiful?"
Ning Liu's lips curled into a complex smile. After reading the novel "Douluo Continent," he knew the identity and background of the man in black robes below, as well as the purpose of his previous robbery and this renewed robbery, better than anyone else present.
Water of life, and the exquisite tulip.
These things might be rare and precious treasures to others, but to Tang Hao, they were the only hope to revive his beloved.
Ah Yin, who sacrificed herself for love and was reborn as Blue Silver Grass.
Seeing that Ning Liu remained silent, only gazing at the arena with an expression that Ning Rongrong couldn't quite understand, her doubts deepened.
"Senior brother, do you know something?"
Ning Liu turned her head and met Ning Rongrong's probing gaze.
He smiled slightly, then reached out and naturally pulled Ning Rongrong's slender wrist.
Caught off guard, Ning Rongrong was gently pulled into a warm and strong embrace, and sat on his lap.
"ah!"
Ning Rongrong gasped softly, her cheeks instantly flushing red.
Although it was just the two of them, the senior and junior disciples, their intimate gesture still made her heart flutter and her breathing become a little rapid.
She struggled slightly, but was gently embraced by Ning Liu's strong arms.
"Senior brother, what...what are you going to do?"
Ning Rongrong's voice was barely audible, her head bowed, not daring to look at Ning Liu.
Ning Liu looked down at the shy girl in his arms, and his handsome face broke into a wider smile.
He leaned close to Ning Rongrong's ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe, causing her body to tremble slightly.
“Rongrong, you only know that the person on the field is the world-renowned Haotian Douluo, but you don’t know the story behind him.”
"Senior brother, shall I tell you?"
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong softly hummed in agreement, stopped struggling, and quietly nestled in Ning Liu's arms.
Ning Liu then recounted the earth-shattering love story between Tang Hao and Ah Yin, Ah Yin's sacrifice for Tang Hao, Tang Hao's willingness to fight against the entire Spirit Hall to revive his beloved, leaving the sect and living in anonymity, and his purpose in going to any lengths to seize the items at the auction.
Inside the room, only Ning Liu's low, slow narration could be heard for a moment.
Ning Rongrong initially seemed somewhat dismissive, but as she listened, her expression gradually changed.
From initial surprise to disbelief, and then to tears welling up in my eyes.
When Ning Liu recounted Ah Yin's sacrifice and how Tang Hao, holding the infant Tang San, was relentlessly pursued by the Spirit Hall, Ning Rongrong finally couldn't hold back her tears.
She sniffed, her voice thick with nasal tone.
"Senior brother..."
"This Tang Hao... he... he's so pitiful."
The anger and resentment towards Tang Hao that I felt earlier have long since dissipated, replaced by deep sympathy and a touch of inexplicable respect.
"However, he was truly a towering hero!"
Ning Rongrong raised her small hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice filled with emotion.
"In order to save their partners, they are willing to risk their lives and bear the infamy of the world to come here and rob us."
"Which girl wouldn't want her partner to go to such lengths for her?"
As she spoke, her tone carried a hint of melancholy, as well as a longing for that kind of love that disregards everything.
After a moment of silence, Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment before raising her head to look at Ning Liu.
“Senior brother, since… since he did it to save his wife, and since we’ve been to that Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, we do have some 100,000-year-old spiritual herbs…”
"How about we... let's just let this go and make it a small matter, and let him off this time?"
Ning Liu listened to Ning Rongrong's pleading words and gently shook his head.
He reached out and gently wiped away the remaining tear stains on Ning Rongrong's cheek.
“Rongrong, from a logical point of view, your senior brother also thinks his situation is understandable, and even admires his persistence.”
"But he made a really mess of it."
Ning Liu's eyes sharpened again.
"Look down there, how many eyes are watching?"
"If our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were to back down and submit now because of him, or because of his so-called 'difficult circumstances,' how would the world view us?"
"They would say that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was afraid of Haotian Douluo and the remaining power of Haotian School."
“They would say that Qibao Auction House is nothing special, it can’t even protect its own auction items.”
As Ning Rongrong listened to Ning Liu's analysis, her expression gradually became serious. She naturally understood that what her senior brother said was true.
Ning Liu paused for a moment, then spoke in a steady and powerful voice.
"I, your senior brother, am determined to transform this Seven Treasures Auction House into a brand new super power on the Douluo Continent, one that may even surpass the three upper sects."
"The rise of a power inevitably requires stepping stones and the establishment of authority."
"This Haotian Douluo has come to our doorstep, just perfect!"
A cold glint flashed in Ning Liu's eyes, but a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.
"As for whether or not to help him..."
"Hmph, we'll have to take him down completely first, and make him understand who's in charge here, before we talk about it!"
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