Douluo Continent: I am a biologist, and I have awakened a weapon spirit?

"It's not me who's been wronged, it's the martial arts examiner who's been wronged!"

This scene was strikingly similar to the one Chen Feng was facing, naturally stirring up some negative emotions within him.

"It's clearly your own fault, why are you shifting the blame to others?"

"What do you mean, 'my own fault'? Didn't you hear me? He already said he knocked me down!" Ning Rongrong retorted.

"Heh!" Chen Feng chuckled somewhat inexplicably. He turned to look at Ning Fengzhi, who was quietly watching the show. Seeing that Ning Fengzhi had no intention of intervening, he took out a gold soul coin from the Blood Sky and threw it on the ground.

Clink! The gold soul coin fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"What do you mean?" Ning Rongrong asked, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Feng looked at her and calmly asked in return:

Why did you steal my money and then throw it on the ground?

"You're saying I stole your money?!" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in disbelief. "I wouldn't even bother picking up this little bit of money if it fell on the ground, and you dare to accuse me of stealing your money?!"

"Who can prove you didn't steal it?" Chen Feng asked, shrugging his shoulders in confusion.

"What proof do we need? I didn't steal anything!" Ning Rongrong said angrily.

"I clearly saw you steal my money and throw it on the ground. How can you so confidently say that you didn't steal it?" Chen Feng asked, frowning.

"You!" Ning Rongrong pulled out a handful of gold soul coins from her storage soul tool. "If you want money, I have plenty here, but I said I didn't steal it, and that's final! Who cares about just one gold soul coin?"

As she spoke, she scattered the gold soul coins in her hand all over the ground, mixing them with the gold soul coin that Chen Feng had just thrown away.

"Hiss~" Chen Feng gasped as he looked at the gold soul coins on the ground. "So many gold soul coins, how much money did they steal?"

"You're lying through your teeth! Aren't you just bullying honest people?!"

"You! You're framing me!" Ning Rongrong stared at Chen Feng's arrogant and self-righteous demeanor, feeling a surge of intense anger and grievance.

"Dad!" She turned to look at Ning Fengzhi beside her.

Unexpectedly, Ning Fengzhi looked up at the clouds in the sky, gazing at them with great interest.

It was as if the clouds contained the mysteries of the universe.

Ning Fengzhi had long understood Chen Feng's purpose, which was exactly what he had always wanted to do but had not been able to, so naturally he would not get in the way at this time.

"Dad, why are you ignoring me!" Ning Rongrong was both angry and aggrieved.

She pouted, then plopped down on the ground and burst into tears.

"Waaaaah! Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, come quick! Someone is bullying Rongrong!"

"Who is it? Who dares to bully my Rongrong?" A young man in black robes emerged from mid-air and spotted Ning Fengzhi at a glance.

"Feng Zhi, is that you?"

Ning Fengzhi said with a hint of helplessness, "Uncle Gu, why did you get here so quickly?"

This is why he could never succeed in disciplining his daughter. Whenever Rongrong cried, either Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo would arrive within ten seconds, or both of them would arrive together.

"Nonsense! If someone dares to bully Rongrong, how could I not come?" Gu Rong glanced at the situation on the field and then looked at Chen Feng.

He asked with an unfriendly expression:

"Hey kid, I've never seen you before. Did you make Rongrong cry?"

Chen Feng bowed and clasped his hands in greeting, "Junior Chen Feng greets Senior Bone Douluo."

"So you are Chen Feng." Gu Rong raised his eyebrows in surprise, but quickly his expression darkened. "But even if you are Chen Feng, you can't make Rongrong cry for no reason."

"Senior, just now..." Chen Feng was about to explain when another voice came over.

"What happened? Why did Rongrong cry?" A handsome young man in white robes floated down from the sky.

He glanced around the scene and spotted his apprentice.

"Xiaofeng, you're back?"

"Yes, Master, I just got back and was about to visit you when this happened."

Immediately, Chen Feng recounted what had just happened in detail.

Gu Rong frowned. "Rongrong was wrong, but what you did..."

Ning Fengzhi quickly interrupted, "Uncle Gu, this is a matter between the children. Why don't we let them handle it themselves, right, Uncle Jian?"

As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi gave Chen Xin a wink.

Chen Xin glanced at Ning Rongrong, then at Chen Feng, and feeling that nothing should happen, nodded. He and Ning Fengzhi then dragged Gu Rong away to a distance.

But he didn't leave, after all, Ning Fengzhi was worried that Chen Feng would really bully his daughter.

"Swordman, Fengzhi, don't pull me! Rongrong is still crying..."

As the sound of the ancient banyan tree faded into the distance, Ning Rongrong's crying gradually subsided.

Chen Feng looked at her and gave her a heartwarming smile.

"No one can help you now. Tell me, how are you going to prove you didn't steal the money?"

"I, I..." Ning Rongrong was extremely flustered at this moment.

The reason she developed her willful and capricious personality was because she knew that no matter what mistakes she made, her father, or Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone would protect her.

In this situation, Ning Rongrong usually only played pranks and teased the other disciples, and it didn't develop to the point of "I don't eat beef," which can actually be considered as being kind by nature.

Now that her father, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone have all left, Ning Rongrong suddenly finds herself with no one to rely on.

"I, I really didn't steal it..." she said, feeling wronged.

Only now did Ning Rongrong truly understand what it felt like to bear a crime that wasn't hers.

It was a strong, bitter, and indescribable sense of grievance.

She looked at the servant standing quietly to the side, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't quite bring herself to speak.

Clearly, Ning Rongrong hasn't developed the thick skin to turn around and pretend that what just happened never occurred.

She remembered what she had just done, so she was too embarrassed to ask for help now.

But Chen Feng spoke up for her, "Sir, would you be willing to testify for Miss Ning, who just wronged you?"

He emphasized the word "wronged," making Ning Rongrong blush with embarrassment.

The servant glanced at Chen Feng gratefully and gave him a humble smile.

"Young Master Feng, thank you. I am willing to testify for Miss."

Chapter 69 Teaching a Lesson to the Unruly Little Girl

Upon hearing the servant's words, Chen Feng turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong without surprise.

"This gentleman says he's willing to testify for you. Do you have anything to say?"

"I... what did I say?" Ning Rongrong stammered, her head lowered.

"Young Master Feng, how about we call it quits?" a servant advised from the side.

Chen Feng looked at Ning Rongrong and said in a serious tone:

"You are Uncle Ning's only daughter, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the richest sect in the world. Therefore, everyone in the sect will pamper you and indulge you, and do everything according to your wishes."

Even if you blatantly shift the blame to others, they can only obediently accept it and have to help you when you're in trouble. This is all because of your status, not because of your own talent and character.

"Being born into such a family is your good fortune, as it spares you from the hunger and cold that many people in this world suffer from as a child. But it is also your misfortune, because your spoiled personality, which you developed from a young age, makes it difficult for you to have truly sincere friends."

Ning Rongrong raised her head and stared blankly at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng bent down, looked intently into Ning Rongrong's eyes, and said:

“No royal power lasts forever, child. Even gods will fall one day. When Uncle Ning and the two seniors Jian Gu are gone, what will you rely on to stand in this world?”

In the distance, the ancient banyan tree opened its squinting eyes and said with some annoyance:

"Is this kid cursing us to die?"

Ning Fengzhi stood by with a forced smile, but Chen Xin glanced at him and said:

"What, is what he said not true?"

"Even if it's true, he's being too blunt. No, I have to go and bring our precious baby back. I can't let this kid discipline us like that." Gu Rong lifted her foot and started to walk over there, but she was stopped by Chen Xin after only a couple of steps.

"Don't cause trouble. It's not too late to go after you've finished watching. Anyway, Xiaofeng won't do anything to Rongrong. He's a sensible kid."

Gu Rong's eyes widened. "You swordsman, now that you have a disciple, you're neglecting our precious one? Just you wait, I'm going to tell Rongrong all about you."

Dust Heart: ......

The people on this side were arguing, while the battle on Chen Feng's side continued.

Before Ning Rongrong could speak up in rebuttal, Chen Feng spoke first:

"I know you mean to say that you have great talent and are a genius that the sect only sees once in a hundred years, right?"

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes wide, wanting to say something, but Chen Feng interrupted her again:

"You want to ask me how I know you're very talented? It's simple, because if you weren't, you wouldn't be so favored."

Ning Rongrong shut her mouth and glared angrily at Chen Feng.

What else can I say after you've said everything?

Chen Feng straightened up and said in a calm tone:

"But have you ever thought about this? You are a support-type Soul Master. Even if you have great talent, with your current personality, how can you expect others to entrust their backs to you?"

"If it were me, I would rather have no one behind me than let you stand behind me."

After these words were spoken, the room fell silent.

The ancient banyan tree in the distance immediately quieted down, and Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin remained silent.

Ning Rongrong's eyes immediately reddened. All of Chen Feng's words combined were not as hurtful as this one sentence.

It was Garen's Whisper that truly silenced and broke people's defenses.

Ning Rongrong got up from the ground, tears streaming down her face, and shouted angrily:

"You, you're lying! How could anyone refuse the assistance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? Besides, my innate soul power is level nine. Do you understand what level nine means? Dad said I'm the only person in the last few hundred years who has the opportunity to turn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Faced with the furious Ning Rongrong, Chen Feng's casual words exposed her inner weakness:

"Can you face a powerful enemy without fear? Can you fight to the death against a powerful enemy without retreating? Can you endure the pain and continue fighting after being wounded? Can you not abandon your comrades and run away when you are in dire straits?"

"If you can't do these things, do you think anyone would be willing to let you stand behind them? Would anyone be willing to entrust their life to someone as pampered as you?"

Ning Rongrong's chest heaved violently; she was incredibly angry but unable to refute him.

She had never experienced any setbacks from childhood to adulthood. Even a small cut on her hand required her to seek comfort from her elders. Therefore, she was indeed unable to do what Chen Feng was talking about.

Thinking about it this way, she became even angrier.

"Waaaaah~~~" Ning Rongrong finally broke down completely. She ran towards her room crying, leaving only drops of tears in the air.

The servant standing nearby was utterly astonished by Chen Feng. In all his years of serving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, this was the first time he had ever seen someone dare to teach the sect's little princess a lesson so badly that she ran back to her room in tears in front of the sect leader and two titled Douluo.

And they were even standing up for him.

At that moment, he made a decision in his heart: Young Master Feng would be his god from now on.

Chen Feng watched Ning Rongrong leave, then came to Ning Fengzhi and the other two, and said to Ning Fengzhi:

"Uncle Ning, are you satisfied?"

Ning Fengzhi adjusted his glasses and smiled:

"Very satisfied, it would be even better if the words were a little softer."

"I'm afraid that if I use something too mild, it won't work."

"What do you mean? Did Feng Zhi instruct you to do this?" Gu Rong asked in an unfriendly tone from the side.

Ning Fengzhi's face stiffened. "Uncle Gu, I suddenly remembered that there are some things to take care of at the sect. I'll go and deal with them first."

After saying that, he summoned the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and sped away.

Gu Rong could easily catch up, but he stood still, watching Ning Fengzhi's departing figure and saying angrily:

"Feng Zhi is simply outrageous! How could he use such methods to deal with Rongrong Baby?"