Wang Rong looked at Xiao Ning with disdain, her eyes full of disdain. She turned around and asked Xia Chan:
"Are you sure he's the one who saved you and not some beggar?"
A trace of anger surged in Xiao Ning's heart. If someone had commented on him like this a few months ago, he would have definitely let the other person know why the flowers were so red. However, he was now immune to such insults. After all, his current appearance was not much better than that of a beggar.
Xia Chan immediately refuted, "Oh, mother, Master Ning is not some beggar, and he is very powerful! Last night, he alone knocked down three powerful men in black. He was amazing!"
Wang Rong understood what Xia Chan meant, and asked doubtfully, "Silly girl, you don't want him to stay in the mansion, do you?"
Xia Chan nodded vigorously: "Yes, mother, I want him to be my personal guard and teach me how to practice."
Wang Rong pondered for a moment, then looked at Xiao Ning again and said, "Um, Ning Que, right? Let me try first to see if you have the ability." After saying that, her eyes became extremely firm, and her figure flashed, and she instantly came to Xiao Ning's side.
A long sword appeared out of thin air in Wang Rong's hand, and she stabbed Xiao Ning without hesitation. Xiao Ning dodged sideways and cleverly avoided the attack, then quickly distanced himself from her.
"Madam, I know a little bit of martial arts and I'm afraid I might hurt you." Xiao Ning's voice was calm and steady.
"Little kid, you're quite arrogant! But do you think this is the end?" Wang Rong said with a sneer.
Before she finished speaking, Wang Rong's whole body exuded a powerful aura, and the air around her instantly became hot. She showed the strength of the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, which made people look at her sideways.
Xiao Ning stared at her, then suppressed his strength so as not to hurt the noble lady.
Without saying anything, Wang Rong continued to stab Xiao Ning with her sword. Xiao Ning responded to her attacks easily, appearing to be at ease, and had no intention of fighting back.
As time went by, Wang Rong gradually felt exhausted. She looked at Xiao Ning, who was calm and composed, while she was sweating and in a mess, and she was very angry. He gritted his teeth and swung his sword hard. However, at this moment, Xiao Ning ducked and Wang Rong lost her balance, stumbled, and fell to the ground in an instant.
Xiao Ning was quick-witted and quick-handed. He stretched out his hand as fast as lightning and accurately embraced her slender waist. His movements were gentle but firm, and he held her steadily so that her body stopped shaking.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
Xiao Ning's voice was full of concern, and his eyes were fixed on her. Wang Rong's breathing was rapid and disordered, as if she had just experienced a thrilling adventure. After a long time, she slowly came to her senses and looked at Xiao Ning's face with a dazed look.
Suddenly, a body fragrance filled her nostrils, and she felt a strange feeling surge in her heart, a kind of heart-wrenching feeling similar to that of a young girl, which made her heart beat faster involuntarily.
She couldn't help but recall the love and tenderness of Yu Xiachan's father's wedding night. Suddenly, a blush appeared on her old face, like a ripe apple, shy and charming.
Xiao Ning looked at her with an awkward expression on his face. He seemed to realize that his behavior was inappropriate, and then he carefully helped her to stand up.
"Excuse me, ma'am, I am being rude."
Xiao Ning's voice was apologetic and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.
Wang Rong finally came back to her senses. She tried to calm herself, coughed lightly, then turned around and faced Xiao Ning.
"You are indeed quite capable. For this reason, you should stay with Chan'er." Wang Rong's tone was firm, yet tender.
When Xia Chan heard Wang Rong agree, a happy smile immediately appeared on her face. She quickly walked to Xiao Ning's side and held his hand without hesitation, as if she was afraid that he would leave.
"That's great! Mr. Ning, please take care of me in the future." Xia Chan's voice was full of joy and anticipation.
Xiao Ning scratched his head a little embarrassedly and chuckled:
“That’s all we can do for now.”
There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, as if telling Xia Chan that he would do his best to take good care of her.
In Wutong Peak of Shenxiao Sect, Yun Yao and Xia Ling were busy packing their luggage. The sunlight shone through the window onto them, reflecting their beautiful figures.
Suddenly, Bai Ziyun's gentle and concerned voice came from behind: "Yao'er, Ling'er, you two must be careful when you go out!"
The two stopped what they were doing and turned to look at her. Xia Ling responded softly, "Well, Master, don't worry, it's just a trip home, it's okay. Besides, I have my sister here, don't worry."
Bai Ziyun walked forward and touched Xia Ling's pretty face, his eyes full of love and worry, and nodded gently.
It turned out that Xia Ling's family had sent a message that in a few days it would be the anniversary of Xia Ling's father's death. Bai Ziyun was worried that Xia Ling would not be safe on the road alone, so he asked Yun Yao to accompany her.
Bai Ziyun sighed and said, "I don't know how Ning'er is doing. Qian'er still has no news about Ning'er."
Yun Yao held Bai Ziyun's hand tightly and comforted him, "Master, don't worry, Ning'er is blessed with a good life, he will be fine. We will also ask around on the way."
Xia Ling also nodded and said firmly: "Well, Ning'er must be fine. He is our most powerful junior brother!"
Looking at Yun Yao and the other person, Bai Ziyun nodded gently in response, and then the three masters and apprentices smiled at each other. That smile was full of trust and concern for Xiao Ning.
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