As the leader of a sect, he thought that he was a gentleman who was following the rules and not changing his mind. I was kind to give you a gentleman, and you were even more narrow-minded and resentful. How could such a sect of Zhishu be respected by me?"

Murong Ningyue had been holding these words in her stomach for a long time, and she finally felt relieved when she spoke up, but Mr. Congling was very upset when she heard this, and her old face was already ashen.

At this time, Mr. Congling wanted to point at Murong Ningyue's nose and curse, but his reason told him that he could never do this. As a gentleman, how could he do such a humiliating thing?

But if he didn't vent his anger, he would feel very uncomfortable. Mr. Congling felt like he was like a balloon full of air at this time. If this continues, he will definitely explode.

Seeing Mr. Congling's appearance, Murong Ningyue smiled and said, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable now? Do you want to scold me hard but are afraid of destroying your image? So you are all hypocritical hypocrites, and you don't have the temperament of your ancestor Mr. Qianye at all!"

Although Murong Ningyue's words were very unpleasant, every sentence was a big deal. Mr. Congling gradually calmed down after being extremely angry.

Fang Ruofeng originally wanted to persuade Murong Ningyue not to say anything, but when Murong Ningyue completely let go, he gave up. Now Fang Ruofeng has regretted it and is just waiting for Mr. Congling to get angry.

But what Fang Ruofeng expected was that Mr. Congling actually smiled at Murong Ningyue and said, "The girl seems to be saying something is reasonable. I am too stubborn."

Seeing that Mr. Congling took the initiative to admit his mistake, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but look at him a few times. It seemed that he was not as bad as he thought.

"Since you know you are wrong, the lady will naturally not care about you anymore. Is there any good place in your Zhishu Sect? If you don't have this lady, you will leave!"

Mr. Congling hurriedly said, "Miss, wait! I do have a treasure land in the Zhishu Sect. If a girl has time, she might as well go and watch it."

Murong Ningyue couldn't help but say, "Oh? Where is that? It must be unusual to be able to become a treasure land?"

Mr. Congling said with a look of expression: "That's natural, but it's a pity that although it's called a treasure land, it still takes a certain opportunity to really find the treasure from it. At least no one in the Zhishu Sect has been able to find it for so many years!"

As soon as Mr. Congling said this, Fang Ruofeng was shocked and said, "Sir! Are you talking about Wancang Library? But it is the secret realm of our Zhishu Sect. No disciples of our Zhishu Sect are allowed to enter!"

Murong Ningyue was immediately moved when she heard Fang Ruofeng say this. It seemed that this Wancang Library was really a treasure land. She had to go in and take a look at whatever she said.

After listening to what Fang Ruofeng said, Mr. Congling said, "Miss Murong is a man of great wisdom. Being able to see Mr. Qianye's style from that plaque also shows that Ms. Murong has a fate with my Zhishu Sect. Moreover, the Wancai Library has existed for thousands of years, but no one in our Zhishu Sect has truly cracked the mystery. If Ms. Murong can really get the treasures in it, it is God's will."
Chapter completed!