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Chapter 473: Who is Rongrong going to dance with?

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"Then can I go in now?"

Qin Jian verified that he was indeed Qin Jian, and that Qin Jian was himself, only then being let in by the guards.

"Whoosh..."

But before they could react, Qin Jian's figure had already vanished.

"Is he really that legendary personal disciple of Jian Douluo, the current Spirit Hall Pope Consort?"

"It should be correct. Whether it's his age, the Knight Order of the Spirit Hall, or the Tribute Token he just took out, all of it confirms this point."

"More importantly, he looks so bewitchingly beautiful; he is absolutely, definitely that disastrously beautiful Empress!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense. He is still our little princess's fiancé!"

"Ahem..."

"......"

The area in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect gate turned into a massive gossip site...

"Swish!"

By this time, Qin Jian was already familiar with the path, moving like a gust of wind and lightning as he charged straight into the Council Hall.

To find Ning Rongrong, he naturally had to first figure out where she was.

"Teacher, Ning Shu, Gu Gongfeng, I'm back!"

He rushed in like a gust of wind: "Where is Rongrong right now?"

The next moment, he saw rows of high-ranking members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sitting on both sides of the Council Hall, all looking at him with stunned expressions.

"Uh, everyone is here..." Qin Jian scratched his head.

Suddenly, even the air became awkward.

"Jian'er, you're back?!"

Fortunately, the pleasantly surprised voices of Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo broke the awkward atmosphere.

Qin Jian continued to scratch his head: "Yeah, just got back. But since everyone is in a meeting, I won't disturb you. Where is Rongrong?"

After saying this, he looked at Ning Fengzhi with an eager expression.

Jian Douluo, who had just had a look of pleasant surprise, now immediately wanted to draw his sword and hack someone.

Ning Fengzhi, however, smiled quite contentedly: "Rongrong is not in the sect right now."

"Ah? Where did she go?" Qin Jian immediately pressed for an answer.

Ning Fengzhi walked down and said gently: "Another batch of students is graduating from Yuexuan today, and she was invited to attend the performance."

"Attend a performance? Does Rongrong's status require her to do such a thing?" Qin Jian asked, puzzled.

Ning Fengzhi nodded, a half-smile on his face: "How long has it been since you paid attention to news about Rongrong?"

"Ah?"

Qin Jian scratched his head again: "I was cut off from the outside world for this past year and only just came out recently."

"Cut off from the outside world?"

Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo looked suddenly enlightened: "No wonder we couldn't find any news about you for the past year; you only started moving about after the recent Soul Hunting Operation."

"What's wrong with Rongrong?" Qin Jian frowned.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall revealed a peculiar smile.

"Go see for yourself. Just don't be too surprised when you see her."

Ning Fengzhi did not answer Qin Jian's doubts.

"Fine, I'll go now. By the way..."

Qin Jian had just turned around, but suddenly looked back and asked: "She's attending a performance? A performance of what?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled: "It should be that dance you created back then. I haven't paid much attention to it, though."

"I created it back then? Is it... Court Social Dance?!"

Qin Jian suddenly clenched his fists: "Who is she going to dance with? She dares to dance with someone else?!"

Rip!

The next moment, a pair of Sword Wings suddenly unfolded, and he transformed into a Sword Qi Storm, charging straight out of the Council Hall, soaring into the clouds, and disappearing from sight.

Everyone in the hall looked at each other in dismay.

Ning Fengzhi touched his Scepter and shook his head: "Concern leads to chaos. How could Rongrong possibly dance with someone else?"

"Alright, let's continue the meeting. What proposal were we just talking about?"

He looked at the high-ranking members with a half-smile: "To guard against Qin Jian being bewitched by the Pope and turning toward the Spirit Hall?"

"Ah? No, no, no, no need to guard against that, no need at all..."

The high-ranking member who had previously proposed this shook his head like a windmill.

After all, they hadn't seen him in seven or eight years, so these high-ranking members' impressions of Qin Jian had faded, and since the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was clearly tied to Qin Jian, they naturally felt worried.

But after being interrupted by Qin Jian's whirlwind arrival—asking where Ning Rongrong was and getting jealous over her dancing—the name that had become just a symbol became clear once again.

"True to his feelings and loyal to his principles; the Sect Master's judgment is accurate. No need for further discussion; I withdraw my proposal," the high-ranking member said, bowing.

They had thought he was a deep-scheming person who played both sides, but it turned out he was just such an interesting youth. Well, that's fine then, meeting adjourned...

"Fengzhi, I'll go follow him and take a look," Jian Douluo suddenly said.

"Hmm? Jian Shu wants to go?"

Ning Fengzhi tilted his head and smiled: "Jian Shu, rest assured. Rongrong has a sense of propriety; she wouldn't dance with others. There won't be any trouble."

Jian Douluo opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Fengzhi, old man Jian isn't worried about trouble. He's just too lazy to listen to these sect matters and wants to go see his precious disciple."

Gu Douluo ruthlessly exposed Jian Douluo.

"Is that so, Jian Shu?" Ning Fengzhi asked with an amused smile.

Jian Douluo nodded calmly, sparing words like gold: "Mm."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but laugh or cry: "Very well, Jian Shu may go ahead."

Swish...

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jian Douluo stepped onto his Seven Kill Sword and shot away; in the blink of an eye, even his back was no longer visible.

Everyone: "..."

"Speaking of which, there is still a little girl in our sect who is..."

Ning Fengzhi placed his hand on his Scepter, blinked his eyes, and said: "None of you are to go notify her; give Rongrong a few days."

"Ah?"

The high-level members were dumbfounded.

"Also, the guards must know by now; tell them to keep their mouths shut as well," Ning Fengzhi added.

"Yes."

Everyone's faces twitched uncontrollably.

Why had the big shots started acting so abnormally ever since Qin Jian returned?

Jian Douluo had gone off to tail someone, and the Sect Master was actually secretly helping his daughter snatch a man...

What on earth had happened to this world...

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not far from Heaven Dou City, and especially with Qin Jian speeding at full tilt, he rushed into the city in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Swish!"

The Sword Qi Storm streaked across the sky and vanished again before the crowd on the ground could notice.

"Shoo."

Very quickly, Qin Jian retracted his Sword Wings and landed slowly near Yuexuan.

At this moment, in front of the Yuexuan main gate, noble carriages were constantly pulling up, and pairs of young men and women in formal attire stepped out together, walking inside along a red carpet.

"I didn't expect the red carpet entrance ceremony to have been preserved..." Qin Jian thought to himself.

"But Rongrong... who is she walking the red carpet with?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Although he didn't doubt that Ning Rongrong had changed her heart, seeing her walk the red carpet with another man would still make Qin Jian feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Who isn't a bit fragile-hearted, after all...

But after waiting for a full hour, when people gradually stopped appearing in front of Yuexuan, Qin Jian still hadn't spotted Ning Rongrong.

"Could it be that she has already gone inside?"

He frowned: "It looks like I'll have to find a way to sneak in."

In broad daylight, he certainly couldn't descend from the sky; otherwise, no matter how fast his speed, he would be discovered, and that would be so awkward.

Qin Jian rubbed his chin in thought, then took his Chief Judge formal attire out from his Soul Guidance Device, along with the identification badge he had from when he was a Yuexuan graduate...

"It's a good thing I don't have the habit of decluttering, otherwise this badge probably wouldn't have been found..."

(End of chapter)

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