Douluo : Diary System in Douluo Continent

When Ning Rongrong saw the vines appear, she immediately realized Su Ming had intervened. She turned, her face lighting up with surprise as she looked at him. Su Ming gave her a small nod in response.

For a moment, she'd genuinely felt panicked. Although it was unlikely that Dai Mubai would actually hurt her, getting hit still hurt, and she'd never been hit her whole life.

Dai Mubai, his face livid, turned angrily to Su Ming. "Su Ming, what do you think you're doing? Let me go right now!"

Tang San and Oscar, meanwhile, looked at Su Ming in shock. They hadn't expected him to step in to help Ning Rongrong.

Tang San frowned slightly, thinking deeply. He felt Su Ming had acted rashly. Both Ning Rongrong and Dai Mubai had high statuses, whereas Su Ming was just a commoner. Offending Dai Mubai for someone he'd only recently met didn't seem like a wise choice.

In his opinion, the best course of action was to observe from the sidelines and step in with some advice later, but not to get directly involved!

Su Ming looked lazily at Dai Mubai. "Mubai, I think you need to cool off a bit before I let you go. And honestly, I think Rongrong is right. In this world, it's common for powerful nobles to have multiple women. Zhuqing, who grew up in the Zhu family, would understand this. Your biggest mistake was leaving her to face everything alone and betraying her expectations."

Dai Mubai's face froze, though he stubbornly replied, "So what? As long as she's part of the Zhu family and I'm a prince, her ultimate fate is to marry me!"

"And as for you, I'm the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, and you're just a commoner. My affairs are none of your business. Release me now, or I won't go easy on you!"

Standing by, Ning Rongrong retorted, "You're just a runaway prince!"

Then, Ning Rongrong turned to Su Ming and said earnestly, "Su Ming, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan doesn't fear the Star Luo Empire. They don't even have a Titled Douluo. You're welcome in our clan anytime. With your talent and strength, I believe my father and my two grandfathers would gladly welcome you!"

With a hopeful look on her face, Ning Rongrong waited for Su Ming's response, but he only shook his head slightly.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was powerful, but it still couldn't compare to Spirit Hall. Besides, he intended to make Ning Rongrong his wife someday, so joining her clan was out of the question.

If he joined her clan, even if he married Ning Rongrong in the end, it would be considered marrying into her family.

With memories of his past life, Su Ming was somewhat resistant to this idea; becoming a son-in-law to someone else's family didn't sound respectable. He had the talent, the strength, and, most importantly, the system. There was simply no need to marry into another family.

So, instead of joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, he was more inclined to join Spirit Hall. Spirit Hall was powerful, with a strong influence, and it would make it easier for him to accomplish many things.

Most importantly, Spirit Hall was very supportive of commoners, similar to what he remembered from his previous life.

Seeing Su Ming shake his head, Ning Rongrong felt a bit disappointed but quickly composed herself.

Gu Rong, observing from the sidelines, was visibly displeased with Su Ming's refusal. How could he refuse such an offer? Talent alone without resources was useless!

Still, perhaps it was a matter of pride as a genius. Maybe Rongrong's invitation alone wasn't enough. He'd continue observing for now. If Su Ming's character proved satisfactory, he could have Ning Fengzhi make a personal invitation.

Noticing Ning Rongrong's slight disappointment, Su Ming gently patted her head and smiled. "Rongrong, even if I don't join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, we're still friends. There's no need to dwell on this. I don't want to be bound by any clan."

Ning Rongrong didn't resist as Su Ming patted her head, and her heart skipped a beat. Perhaps his earlier actions had significantly raised his image in her mind.

Xiao Wu, watching Su Ming pat Ning Rongrong's head, pouted in jealousy. Head pats were supposed to be her privilege!

This stirred a sense of urgency in Xiao Wu's heart. Su Ming was now interested in Ning Rongrong!

Meanwhile, Gu Rong, watching from the shadows, clenched his fists in frustration, grinding his back teeth almost to breaking point.

Ning Rongrong looked at Su Ming, concerned. "But now you've offended Dai Mubai because of me. Won't he try to harm you?"

Su Ming glanced at Dai Mubai, whose face was still angry, and said calmly, "Mubai, you're not going to hold a grudge over something so trivial, are you?"

"Also, ask yourself—wasn't what Rongrong said the truth? With that attitude, do you really expect Zhuqing to change her attitude toward you? Refusing to admit your mistakes only makes you look worse!"

Something in Su Ming's calm gaze made Dai Mubai feel a twinge of fear.

This was just an ordinary conversation; why did he feel a strange pressure?

Su Ming's interference had helped Dai Mubai gradually regain his composure. Taking a deep breath, he sighed and said to Su Ming, "Fine. I won't do anything to Ning Rongrong. As for Zhuqing, I'll go apologize and take some time to cool off."

Tang San and Oscar quickly chimed in, "That's right, Su Ming. Boss Dai already knows he was wrong. Let him go."

Su Ming finally released Dai Mubai. Though Dai Mubai appeared to back down, he certainly wasn't thinking that in his heart. The main reason was that he couldn't beat Su Ming now and would have to wait for the right opportunity to get back at him.

Furthermore, as Su Ming and Ning Rongrong had pointed out, he was just a runaway prince without much power. Even if he did, it wouldn't reach very far into Heaven Dou's territory.

Hiring someone to teach Su Ming a lesson wasn't realistic, either. Lower-level fighters were useless, and hiring someone strong enough would cost a fortune he couldn't afford.

Su Ming was aware that his intervention would likely create a rift with Dai Mubai, but so what? Dai Mubai was just another guy with unimpressive strength and talent—not nearly as important as Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong, after all, was going to be his future wife, if nothing went wrong. Patting her head was a bold test to see if she would mind—and clearly, she didn't!

In hindsight, he realized his actions might have been a bit forward, especially considering they'd only known each other for two days. But with the atmosphere as it was, not giving her a head pat felt like a missed opportunity. Maybe he was just used to patting Xiao Wu's head.

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