"Okay, Uncle Sword. I'll go speak with Rongrong now." Ning Fengzhi finally exhaled in relief, satisfied that he had at least won partial consent.
With that, Chen Xin was sent out by Ning Fengzhi.
After that, Ning Fengzhi told the maids to summon Ning Rongrong.
Soon, Ning Rongrong arrived.
"Dad, why did you call me?" Ning Rongrong asked after exchanging pleasantries and talking about a few miscellaneous things.
"Rongrong, it's for you to take responsibility as the heiress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan," Ning Fengzhi said with a serious expression, putting away his casual demeanor. He wanted Rongrong to understand the seriousness of this matter.
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong also put away her playful expression and became serious.
"Dad, tell me what to do. I will definitely complete it."
"Rongrong, what do you think of Tang San?" Before mentioning marriage, Ning Fengzhi wanted to know her thoughts on Tang San.
Hearing Tang San's name, Rongrong's face filled with disgust. She had also learned about Tang San's recent adventures in the capital.
"Dad, he is an extremely petty person and a clown. That guy, except for his powerful techniques, has nothing worth mentioning about him."
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi understood that his daughter had a bad impression of Tang San, and he knew everything she said was true. He had also received reports of Tang San bullying Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. He didn't want to tie his precious daughter to Tang San, but for the guaranteed development and safety of the clan in the future, they needed Tang San's techniques and background. For that, tying Tang San to Rongrong was the best option.
So he hardened himself and said,
"Rongrong, for the future of the clan, I intend for you to marry Tang San."
"What? Dad, you want me to marry that clown? Are you joking?" Hearing this, Rongrong stood from her seat in disbelief. She did not expect that even after learning about Tang San, her father, who always doted on her, would try to bind her to Tang San.
"Rongrong, for the future of the clan, we need Tang San. Tang San is not simple. He has twin martial spirits," Ning Fengzhi began explaining.
"Twin martial spirits?" Rongrong was stunned.
She knew the potential of twin martial spirits based on Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall. Her power stood at the top of the world.
"Yes, today he revealed his second martial spirit."
"Then, Dad, you can just buy him if possible, or else kidnap him. Why do you want me to marry him?" Before Ning Fengzhi could continue, Ning Rongrong interrupted him. She didn't even like the idea of staying near Tang San.
"His second martial spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer, and he is the son of the Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao. With the Clear Sky Clan and Tang Hao, we cannot force Tang San, or else we will become their enemy," Ning Fengzhi explained the pros and cons patiently.
"His father is Tang Hao?" She was stunned upon hearing this. She also heard about this legendary figure.
He nodded to confirm and waited a few seconds for Rongrong to recover from the shock and digest the information. Then he continued explaining the benefits Tang San could bring to their clan.
"So, having twin martial spirits means he will definitely become one of the strongest people if he grows up safely in the future. At the very least, he will become a Title Douluo. And the most important thing about him is his heaven-defying techniques. With those techniques, even an auxiliary martial spirit master can fight. Even a person with low innate talent can cultivate, and we can obtain innate full-power geniuses by making children cultivate from a young age. This can change the future of the clan."
Ning Fengzhi paused and continued after giving her time to process the information.
"Right now, the Clear Sky Clan is in seclusion. Only Tang Hao is there to support Tang San, and Tang San is weak right now and needs time and resources to grow. If we support him now, we can bind Tang San to our clan. Taking everything into consideration, I intend for you to marry him. So think about this and tell me your decision."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong was silent, deep in thought. She understood that Tang San and his techniques could completely change her clan's future. After thinking for a few moments, she said slowly, with a thoughtful expression,
"Dad, I understand your intentions, but Tang San will never agree to this marriage."
"Why?" Seeing Rongrong speak with such certainty, Ning Fengzhi became curious.
"Tang San likes Xiao Wu. While we were in Soto City, even though Tang San and I teamed up and battled together, Tang San never seemed to be interested in me. He always liked to follow Xiao Wu, so he will not agree to this marriage." When she pretended to be obedient, Tang San would always ask her about Xiao Wu, which annoyed her very much, but since she was pretending, she followed his whims.
"Xiao Wu? Tell me about her." Ning Fengzhi wanted to know the details. If she became an obstacle to his plan, then he would just send her to rest.
"Dad, she is Tang San's classmate from childhood. As for her background, I don't know. Tang San likes her, but she likes someone else. Still, Tang San keeps following her and gets repeatedly scolded or beaten."
Ning Fengzhi, hearing this, had a strange expression.
Was this what people called a love triangle?
Did Tang San like Xiao Wu that much? Then Xiao Wu is a obstacle to his plan.
"Okay, then I will take care of Tang San's side. But are you willing to help the sect?" Ning Fengzhi asked, wanting to confirm her decision.
"Dad, I agree." Ning Rongrong struggled internally but finally, for her sect, gritted her teeth and agreed.
"Good, good, you have grown up. You can go and rest. I will inform you of what to do next." Ning Fengzhi finally smiled.
After saying a few more words, Ning Rongrong left the room. Ning Fengzhi's smile vanished, replaced by coldness.
"If Xiao Wu stays, Tang San will never agree. But if she disappears, then there will be room to manipulate." Ning Fengzhi's gaze turned calculating.
He did not expect that this single decision would become his greatest regret in his life.