After entering the secret room, Leng Ruoxue realized that it was bigger than she imagined. However, the decorations inside were very simple. Other than a bed, there was only a table and a chair.
A man in black was sitting on a chair and reading a book. Even though the manâs back was facing them, Leng Ruoxue knew that it was undoubtedly her ancestor.
âLeng Xiaoyu, I brought Miss Ning to see you,â Yuan Biao said calmly.
âI donât know any Miss Ning,â the man with his back facing them said coldly without even turning his head.
âLeng Xiaoyu, donât be too arrogant. Youâre a prisoner now.â Yuan Biao roared angrily. It was just that Leng Xiaoyuâs indifferent look made him very annoyed.
âSo what if heâs a prisoner?â The man smiled indifferently. In any case, he knew that Yuan Biao wouldnât kill him, so he wasnât worried about angering Yuan Biao at all.
âYou... I brought Miss Ning here to let you refine weapons for her. You have to perform well. Miss Ningâs status is not ordinary!â Yuan Biao held back his anger and reminded her. In the God Realm, other than the Divine Masters, no one dared to not give the Ning family face. Therefore, he hoped that Leng Xiaoyu would know her place. One had to know that even if the status of a blacksmith was high, not everyone could provoke him.
âIâm just a prisoner. Iâm not in the mood to refine weapons. So, no matter what Miss Ning or Miss Zhu, please go back!â Leng Xiaoyu said disapprovingly. Hmph! After locking him here, he actually wanted him to curry favor with the Ning family for his Alliance Master Yuan. No way.
âYou... Miss Ning thinks highly of you for letting you refine weapons for her. Donât be ungrateful.â Yuan Biao was so angry that his chest trembled as he threatened.
âI donât need anyone to think highly of me,â Leng Xiaoyu said without giving him any face.
âAlliance Master Yuan, can you let me talk to Lord Leng Xiaoyu?â Leng Ruoxue asked with a light smile. Hehe! The ancestorâs ability to anger people to death was not small! Looking at Yuan Biaoâs trembling body from anger, she wanted to laugh. Therefore, she only asked after watching enough.
âThis...â Yuan Biao hesitated. To be honest, he was really a little worried if he let them be alone together. However, if he listened to their conversation from the side, it would seem that he was not very honest. Therefore, he was conflicted!
Leng Xiaoyu was even more shocked when she heard this voice. Why did this Miss Ningâs voice sound so similar to Little Xueâer? No... Impossible. She must be hallucinating. How could that girl find this place?
However, with doubts in his heart, he still turned around curiously. When he saw the familiar figure standing not far away, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Oh! It was still there, but... how did Little Xueâer become Miss Ning?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yuan Biao didnât think so when he looked at Leng Ruoxue attentively.
Yuan Biao was a little angry as he looked at Leng Xiaoyu staring at Miss Ning like a love-struck fool. He couldnât help but grumble in his heart. Hmph! He didnât expect Leng Xiaoyu to be a mortal! She didnât even blink when she saw a beautiful woman. He originally thought that the extremely cold Leng Xiaoyu wouldnât be charmed by beauty! It seemed that he had overestimated her.
âYou are... Miss Ning?â Leng Xiaoyu asked in confusion.
âYes, Lord Leng Xiaoyu, Iâve heard a lot about you. I wonder if you can refine weapons for me? We can negotiate on the price,â Leng Ruoxue said softly and secretly gave Leng Xiaoyu a look.
âI wonder what price Miss Ning can offer,â Leng Xiaoyu asked calmly, as if he was very greedy. He understood immediately when he saw the secret code Little Xueâer gave him. Sigh! It seemed that this girl had specially used a fake name to find him.
âLord Leng Xiaoyu, name your price! I guarantee that you will be satisfied,â Leng Ruoxue said with a faint smile.
âName my price? Can Miss Ning accept any price?â Leng Xiaoyu asked with a light smile.
âOf course,â Leng Ruoxue nodded and said with certainty.
âWhat if... I want Miss Ning to marry me?â Leng Xiaoyu said seriously with a faint smile on her face.
âLeng Xiaoyu, how dare you! Who do you think Miss Ning is?â Before Leng Ruoxue could answer Leng Xiaoyu, Yuan Biao jumped out and roared.
That damned Leng Xiaoyu actually dared to have designs on Miss Ning. He was really tired of living. In his heart, Miss Ning was reserved for his son. However, he also knew that his son was simply incomparable to Leng Xiaoyu. As long as one was not a fool, anyone would choose Leng Xiaoyu. Therefore, he was very worried that Miss Ning would be abducted by Leng Xiaoyu.
âAlliance Master Yuan, Miss Ning and I are discussing business. Isnât it too rude for you to interrupt?â Leng Xiaoyu asked back without anger. There was still a beautiful smile on his handsome face.
âHmph! If I hadnât brought Miss Ning over, would you have this business deal? Therefore, youâd better consider your identity and not ask for too much. Donât you think youâre worthy of Miss Ning?â Yuan Biao said very disdainfully.
âHow am I not worthy of Miss Ning? Iâm one of the best blacksmiths in the Divine Continent. I also have a master who is the vice president of the Artificer Association Headquarters. Why do you think Iâm not worthy of Miss Ning?â Leng Xiaoyu asked in confusion.
âIf i say youâre not worthy, youâre not worthy. Thereâs no other reason!â Yuan Biao said angrily. In fact, if Leng Xiaoyu hadnât said that, he might not have been so angry. However, he was very angry now. Moreover, it was because of that stubborn old man that he had captured Leng Xiaoyu.
They had thought that with Leng Xiaoyu, their proud disciple, in their hands, that old man would definitely commit a crime. However, who knew that they had miscalculated? That old man did not care about Leng Xiaoyuâs life at all. Therefore, they had captured him for nothing. Now, they were even more unable to back down. They could not lock him up, nor could they let him go. Sigh!
âHas Alliance Master Yuan turned from embarrassment to anger?â Leng Xiaoyu smiled happily. Even though he had been locked up here for a period of time, angering the Alliance Master Yuan had already become one of his current joys. Therefore, how could he let go of this opportunity?