"My lord! My lord... please have mercy! What... what do you find objectionable about us? We can change it!!" The youngest uncle of the Meng family, who had been blown to bits, knelt on the ground, trembling, almost rushing forward to hug Tian Ning's leg.
Tianning: "He's too ugly."
The Meng family: "..."
Tianning: "Are you going back to rebuild it right now?"
They want to too!
"Please, be magnanimous and just ignore us!" Uncle Meng pulled his nephew's head and pressed it to the ground. "It's all our fault for not recognizing your greatness! I swear, we'll never dare to be disrespectful to you again!"
Once he showed weakness, the others followed suit and pleaded with him.
“What’s the use of just talking?” Tianning was a straightforward man: “Take out all your mustard bags.”
The Meng family was genuinely afraid that the explosive talisman in her hand would kill someone. After all, who knew if such a young cultivator had some terrifying backer behind her?
They immediately took out their mustard bags and handed them over without hesitation.
Tian Ning didn't even glance at it before putting it into his mustard seed bag.
She has plenty of her own possessions and doesn't care about these petty gains. She just won't easily provoke others, but those who do will not get away with it. This is a lesson the Meng family should learn.
Meng Xian, standing to the side, showed a barely perceptible look of surprise when he saw her accept all the looted items without hesitation.
Tianning took out a piece of paper from the mustard seed bag; it was the paper Wenren Yang had used to apologize before.
Luckily it wasn't lost back then; it looks like it might come in handy in the future.
“You read this template and apologize to me properly.”
The Meng family: "..."
Didn't she say that there's no use in just talking?
Let's look at what's written on the paper: pure and kind, fresh and refined, gentle and dignified...
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Faced with the unknown number of explosive tags, the Meng family gave in.
They used all their knowledge and racked their brains to come up with compliments, and even the chubby little boy, who wasn't very old, came up with the idioms "a beautiful face and elegant attire."
Tianning: "..."
Are you mocking me?
The chubby boy: "..."
How could he dare!
Uncle Meng's lips twitched. Wasn't it ironic that she was so innocent, kind, gentle, and dignified?
He suppressed his urge to complain and quickly pleaded for his nephew: "You are a magnanimous person, please don't hold it against him. He can't read many words and doesn't think before he speaks!"
Tianning didn't intend to waste time with this group of people, so she called Meng Xian and prepared to set off.
Let's go.
Meng Xian felt a sense of satisfaction watching her easily teach a lesson to the person who had bullied him for years. However, what surprised him even more was: "You...aren't you going to make them apologize to me?"
He seemed unable to understand.
Tianning: "?"
From their first meeting, Tianning could tell that Meng Xian was more mature than other children his age. Everyone's upbringing is different, which is normal. Anyway, the two of them weren't familiar with each other, and they would separate when they arrived at Yunyue Sect, each going their own way.
But for some reason, Tianning felt that Meng Xian's eyes looked more like those of an adult.
Tianning sensed that Meng Xian might also have some secrets, but she wasn't one to meddle in other people's business, so she said matter-of-factly, "Why don't you make them apologize to you after you become stronger? Wouldn't that be more satisfying?"
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