Chapter 88: Blade intent arises, late-stage Fourth Grade
At his father-in-law's house, although Ning An felt his brothers-in-law were a bit strange.
But he didn't think too much about it for the time being.
Because Including Wen Zhiqiao had never told him anything about the Wen family.
Of course, Ning An could still see the stubborn side of his father-in-law.
For example, Ning An suggested.
"Why not borrow some resources to help the brothers-in-law step into the martial artist level."
"Wait until the brothers-in-law step into the martial artist level, then slowly repay it!"
This suggestion itself had a hint of helping his father-in-law's family.
At the very least, it saved these brothers-in-law several years of resource accumulation.
He could still feel it!
These brothers-in-law were not far from the martial artist level.
But his father-in-law refused without hesitation, which drew resentful gazes from the brothers-in-law.
Even Ning An had some confusion, and on the way back, he couldn't help but ask Including Wen Zhiqiao.
"Husband, my dad clearly gave up on these brothers."
"He wants to keep a little bit of sentiment!"
"After all, there are still a few grandchildren."
Including Wen Zhiqiao said bluntly.
For this old father, she, as a daughter, saw things the most clearly.
The potential limit of these brothers was just here!
Plus, their relationship with her was a bit stiff.
It would be better to keep a bit of sentiment; maybe it would be useful later.
And Wen Chengru hadn't forgotten that Ning An was still very young.
There was still plenty of room for growth in the future!
One could imagine how important it was to maintain the sentiment.
"So that's how it is!"
A glimmer of realization flashed in Ning An's eyes as he said.
However, he didn't have any opinions about his father-in-law!
This was just human nature; if it were himself, he would probably be the same.
He didn't dwell on this matter.
Instead, he turned to ask about the situation at Qingshan No. 15 High School.
"Now Qingshan No. 15 High School has a few more transfer students."
"Although some are for the quota, it has indeed increased the school's potential."
Including Wen Zhiqiao said very happily.
For her alma mater, Qingshan No. 15 High School, she still hoped it would get better and better.
The school was not a fool; these transfer students wanted to get the quota.
Then they must sign an agreement not to transfer schools again.
Otherwise, if these students transferred schools before the college entrance examination, wouldn't that be making wedding clothes for others?
Especially since Including Wen Zhiqiao was at Qingshan No. 15 High School.
Quite a few students wanted to have some connection.
"The goal for this High School League is just to make it into the top 32."
Including Wen Zhiqiao's voice continued to ring out!
This goal was not outrageous, but it was not that easy either.
Some real top students and some originally strong high schools also offered many conditions to retain them.
Ning An couldn't help but shake his head!
As he took charge of the Qingshan Base, students were undoubtedly more involved in involution.
Of course, involution now was at least better than being involved by others.
Who knows how many students started to regret not cultivating well in the past after the Martial Dao college entrance examination.
Some students waiting until the third year to cram was even more inadvisable.
Next, Ning An arranged his own schedule.
Morning time to practice blade techniques, noon to handle Qingshan Base affairs.
After handling the affairs, he started the day's cultivation.
For Ning An now, time was a bit insufficient.
Of course, he didn't forget to pay attention to the High School League schedule.
The top 32 tournament was almost half a month after the start of the competition!
After this time, Ning An would hide in the dark and personally sit in command.
Although he was preparing to fish for heretical sect martial artists!
But the problem was that it might not necessarily succeed.
Who made the Qingshan Base relatively weak; maybe the heretical sect martial artists didn't look down on it.
This was not impossible!
At least there were very few attacks by heretical sect martial artists in the Qingshan Base.
End of Chapter
