Inside the council hall.
Ning Fengzhi sat in the main seat, picked up the tea just brewed by the maid, gently played with the teacup lid, and spoke in a gentle tone.
“Brother Yu, Old Huo, as well as Brother Shui and Brother Feng.”
“Today, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has brought plenty of sincerity, and everyone has seen those eighteen carts of betrothal gifts outside.”
Ning Fengzhi put down the teacup and smiled slightly: “You can rest assured that this marriage is definitely a great thing.”
“Once she arrives at our Sect, she will never be allowed to suffer the slightest grievance.”
“For example, Cultivate resources will definitely be prioritized.”
These words were airtight and filled with heroic Spirit.
Upon hearing “Cultivate resources prioritized”, the hearts of several Clan Chiefs couldn’t help but beat fiercely twice.
That was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School whose wealth could rival a nation!
Their Cultivate resources…
Yet temptation was temptation.
Thinking of Ning Tian, the continent-renowned “waste”, several of them tacitly closed their mouths.
Money was something one could never lack.
Yet no one wanted to use the Genius painstakingly cultivated by their own Family, let alone the hope of the Family, to exchange for money.
Yu Luomian held his teacup and pretended to be mute, while Clan Chief Feng lowered his head to count ants.
Clan Chief Huo’s expression was gloomy, pondering how to retort these words.
“Bang!”
The heavy wooden door of the hall was suddenly kicked open by someone.
The immense force shook the doorframe until dust fell continuously.
A young girl wearing tight red combat leather clothes strode in aggressively.
Her hair was fiery red, her figure hot, and her entire face was written with “This old lady is very upset right now”.
It was precisely Huo Wu, who had just rushed over from the training ground.
“Want to propose marriage? Keep dreaming!”
As soon as Huo Wu entered the door, she directly ignored all the elders present.
Her eyes locked onto Ning Tian, who was slumped in the soft chair and enjoying a maid massaging his legs.
“Others respect your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but I, Huo Wu, don’t buy into this set!”
Huo Wu pointed at Ning Tian’s nose, her voice resounding through the entire hall.
“Just relying on him? A One Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda with half a level of Innate spirit power that can’t even absorb the first spirit ring? Simply a waste!”
“I, Huo Wu, am an Innate mutant Spirit, a future Titled Douluo! You want me to marry beneath myself to such a person and bear children?”
Huo Wu sneered repeatedly, her face full of disdain:
“Even if you move a mountain of gold and silver over, I will absolutely not marry! Give up this idea early!”
The air in the hall instantly stagnated.
Clan Chief Huo was so frightened that he couldn’t hold the teacup in his hand steadily, and cold sweat broke out instantly.
He subconsciously looked at Sword Douluo Chen Xin sitting beside Ning Fengzhi.
That white-robed elder still had his eyes closed, without even twitching his eyelashes.
But the temperature in the hall dropped by a few degrees out of thin air, and a bone-chilling sharpness faintly lingered above everyone’s heads.
“Huo Wu!”
Clan Chief Huo roared anxiously.
He rushed over in three steps, grabbed Huo Wu, pulled her behind him, and blocked her tightly.
“Bastard thing! Is there a place for you to be presumptuous here? Hurry up and apologize to Sect Master Ning!”
Clan Chief Huo blew his beard and stared with eyes wide, scolding extremely loudly, yet his body tightly protected his daughter, afraid that Sword Douluo would suddenly explode and slash her with a sword.
However, scolding aside, the old man was actually cheering inwardly.
Scolded well!
Satisfying!
Now that the window paper had been completely poked through, Ning Fengzhi surely wouldn’t have the face to force a sale, right?
This marriage was definitely ruined!
Facing Huo Wu’s head-on onslaught.
The reaction from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School side, however, exceeded everyone’s expectations.
No fury, no table-slapping.
Ning Fengzhi was stunned.
Elder Zhao beside him widened his eyes.
Even Chen Xin, who had been resting his eyes, opened them in astonishment, looked up and down at Huo Wu twice, with a very strange expression.
These few people looked at each other, their faces filled with a sentence: Who is this woman?
Hearing these bold words, his chewing motion stopped, and he turned his head with utter confusion.
“Dad, where did this red-haired turkey come from?”
Ning Tian pointed at Huo Wu, “Why is it clucking and shouting blindly as soon as it enters the door?”
“Pfft.”
The maid behind couldn’t hold it in, covering her mouth and laughing out loud.
“Who are you calling a turkey?!”
Huo Wu instantly bristled, a circle of scorching crimson flames suddenly surging from her body.
“Quite a big temper.”
Ning Tian rolled his eyes.
Seeing this battle array, Yu Luomian thought he understood the situation.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was unable to step down from the stage.
Being poked in the pain points and called a waste to his face by a Junior, and the other party happened to be a girl, Ning Fengzhi couldn’t possibly let Sword Douluo kill her, right?
At this time, it was the absolute best opportunity to win a favor and incidentally ruin this absurd marriage completely!
Yu Luomian cleared his throat, stood up, and smiled all over his face:
“Sect Master Ning, please calm your anger.”
He walked to the center of the hall and acted as a peacemaker.
“Huo Wu, this girl, has been spoiled rotten by Old Huo since she was a child. She has a direct personality and speaks without using her brain.”
“You are magnanimous, so please don’t lower yourself to a Junior’s level.”
Yu Luomian stroked his chin whiskers and sighed:
“However, the young people nowadays are all arrogant.”
“Since Huo Wu girl is so resistant, in my view, a forced melon is not sweet.”
He patted the solid wood box full of betrothal gifts beside him:
“Although Sect Master Ning brought so many heavy gifts and your sincerity is evident, since this matter cannot happen, why don’t you take these betrothal gifts back as they are.”
“With the identity of the Eldest Young Master, there are plenty of famous ladies in this world willing to throw themselves at you. Let’s part on good terms and not hurt the harmony.”
When Yu Luomian said this, he thought he was finding a stepping stone for both sides.
Hearing this, Clan Chief Huo immediately climbed up the pole:
“Brother Yu is right!”
“Sect Master Ning, I’m truly sorry. This girl doesn’t know any better. Let’s just pretend this marriage was never mentioned!”
In the hall, it was quiet for another moment.
Suddenly, Ning Tian leaned against the back of the chair and let out an exaggerated laugh.
Following closely, Ning Fengzhi also picked up the teacup, gently blew on the steam, and the smile at the corners of his mouth couldn’t be contained at all.
Even Elder Zhao standing nearby looked at Yu Luomian and Clan Chief Huo with a gaze of caring for the mentally disabled.
This bizarre reaction stunned everyone from the Elemental Valley.
What’s going on?
They can still laugh after being scolded as waste to their face?
Have the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School been driven mad by anger?
“Brother Yu, Old Huo.”
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and put down the teacup.
“In my view, did you guys misunderstand something?”
“Misunderstand?”
Clan Chief Huo was stunned.
Huo Wu poked half her body out from behind her father, her face full of vigilance:
“What misunderstanding could there be? Aren’t those eighteen carts of things outside betrothal gifts? Aren’t you here to propose marriage?”
Ning Tian patted the crumbs on his hands and slowly stood up from the soft chair.
He stretched a big lazy stretch and swaggered in front of Huo Wu.
The distance between the two closed, and Ning Tian looked down condescendingly at this angry young girl.
“Proposing marriage is true, and the betrothal gifts are also true.”
Ning Tian spread his hands, his tone revealing three parts of mockery and seven parts of incomprehension,
“However, this elder sister.”
“Where on earth did you get the confidence to think that we came to propose marriage to you?”
As the words fell, the hall instantly quieted down once again.
The anger on Huo Wu’s face froze abruptly, and her whole person stiffened in place. Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
“You… what did you say?”
Huo Wu’s voice was somewhat trembling.
“Can’t understand human language?”
Ning Tian twitched the corner of his mouth, looked her up and down once, and shook his head with a tut-tut.
“Temper is irritable, personality is like a dynamite keg, fighting and killing all day long.”
“Lacking brains despite a fine figure, and extremely narcissistic, not touching upon gentleness and consideration at all.”
Ning Tian curled his lips, full of disgust:
“I, Ning Tian, look for a wife to cherish and to bear children.”
“Find you? Do I think I’ve lived too long, to marry a tigress back and worship her like an ancestor?”
“You!”
Huo Wu trembled all over with anger, her fingertips shivering directly, her face turning cyan and white in turns.
Disgraceful!
Too disgraceful!
She had aggressively run over to throw a huge temper tantrum, only to find out after all this time that they didn’t fancy her at all!
It was all unrequited self-sentimentalism!
This kind of public social death humiliation felt even more uncomfortable than killing her.
Clan Chief Huo’s expression was even more colorful to the extreme.
Patchy blue and purple, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into on the spot.
So everything he did just now—protecting his calf and acting out a bitter flesh scheme—was all fucking winking at a blind person?
Yu Luomian was also dumbfounded, standing there unable to advance or retreat.
“Alright, Tian’er.”
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, signaling Ning Tian to step back.
He stood up, his gaze sweeping calmly past Clan Chief Huo.
“Old Huo, your girl indeed has some talent, but in the eyes of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she is far from qualified to match my son.”
“My daughter-in-law must be the absolute top peerless Prodigy of the entire continent.”
These words were like a resounding slap, fiercely striking the faces of the Huo Family father and daughter.
Huo Wu’s eye sockets turned red, biting her lip.
She wasn’t qualified?
She, a Genius with a mutant Spirit, was said to be unqualified by a Trash?!
Ning Fengzhi no longer paid attention to this pair of father and daughter; he turned his head and looked straight at Shui Clan Head.
“Brother Shui.”
The Shui Clan Head, who was suddenly named, gave a start, the teacup in his hand tilted, and the warm tea directly spilled onto his crotch.
He didn’t care to wipe it, hastily standing up:
“Sect, Sect Master Ning…”
Ning Fengzhi pointed at the dark iron carriages piled like mountains outside the door, showing an extremely kind smile on his face.
“These eighteen carts of betrothal gifts were specially prepared by me for your beloved daughter Shui Bing’er.”
Ning Fengzhi’s loud and clear voice spread through the entire hall.
“Tian’er has taken a fancy to Shui Bing’er.”
“Today, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School formally proposes marriage to the Shui Family!”
As these words came out.
The Shui Clan Head’s legs went soft, and he slumped back down into the chair, his eyes staring blankly.
Everyone in the entire hall was dumbfounded.
Shui Bing’er?
That top Genius with Innate full spirit power and the ultimate ice attribute Ice Phoenix Martial Soul?
That Heaven Water Academy chief who swore in front of the entire Family that she would never fall in love until reaching Titled Douluo?!
Has Ning Tian gone mad?
Out of all people to pick, why pick the hardest piece of cold ice!
Ning Tian looked at the dumbfounded Shui Clan Head, sat back down on the soft chair, picked up the cup of tea, took a sip, and revealed a harmless smile.
“Uncle Shui, the betrothal gifts are all outside, please count them.”
Ning Tian swung his legs, casually tossing a grape.
“If there’s no problem, hurry up and set the wedding date.”
“I’m in a rush to consummate the marriage.”