Chapter 2: Really Not Giving It?

“Yao, my dear girl, I truly can’t understand how such a cowardly, schemeless weakling like Luo Chucheng could have a daughter as lively and clever as you.”

Luo Qingyao took the scroll, a proud smile lighting her jade-like face. “I inherited it from my mother!”

Ning Buhui clearly didn’t believe her. He narrowed his eyes and shot Luo Qingyao another glare. “Yao, this is the last condition. After this, you’re not allowed to come looking for me anymore!”

Luo Qingyao lowered her head, studying the scroll carefully without meeting Ning Buhui’s gaze, her tone casual. “Old man Ning, don’t say that so soon. I might not come to you, but maybe you’ll come to me someday!”

“Bah!” Ning Buhui couldn’t help but spit disdainfully, his eyes fixed on Luo Qingyao like she was a plague. “If you don’t come to me, I’ll thank heaven and earth. Dream on if you think I’d go looking for you!”

At this, Ning Buhui’s old face twisted in frustration. If it weren’t for the time he overindulged and accidentally drank a pot of Yao’s wine, he wouldn’t be threatened like this!

What was most infuriating was that the irritating girl had held a pot of the most ordinary Daughter’s Red wine and claimed it was the only exquisite brew in the world, demanding compensation!

That was when he truly realized the girl’s clingy and persistent nature, and in the end, he had no choice but to concede, promising her three conditions.

The first two had already been fulfilled; this was the last one.

As they spoke, Luo Qingyao finished reading the scroll, casually tossing it back to Ning Buhui while rolling her eyes at him. “Old man Ning, you better make sure the information you’ve gathered is accurate, or else, hmm…”

Ning Buhui’s whiskers twitched furiously, his cheeks puffing up. “Damn you, Yao! Do you really think Yipin Pavilion lives off handouts? Even if the Jade Purity Palace is one of the world’s top three powers, how could I fail to get any information?”

Luo Qingyao rubbed her brow lazily. “Not the best!”

“You!” Ning Buhui was so infuriated he nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Having vented his anger and issued his threats, Luo Qingyao glanced at the scowling Ning Buhui, then suddenly moved beside him and looped her arm through his, switching to a playful tone. “Grandpa Ning, Yao knows you’re the best and love me the most, right?”

Ning Buhui, as if possessed, quickly freed his hand, looking wary. “Cut it out. Though I haven’t known you long, I already know that whenever you put on that face, trouble’s bound to follow!”

Luo Qingyao’s bright eyes narrowed slightly, her delicate lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, making her look irresistibly adorable. “Heehee, Grandpa Ning, in three days the Jade Purity Palace and the Carefree Pavilion will arrive in Lanxi Kingdom. As your old friend, don’t you think you should give me something for the upcoming competition? It’ll save me from embarrassing your Yipin Pavilion’s reputation!”

“Get lost! If you can’t make the cut, it’s because you lack the skill. What does that have to do with Yipin Pavilion?” Ning Buhui huffed, glaring fiercely, his tone sour. “Who told you we’re old friends? Do you think I’m easy to bully? That Yipin Pavilion is a pushover?”

Upon hearing this, a crafty gleam flashed in Luo Qingyao’s eyes. She clearly sensed a certain presence drawing near and spoke leisurely, “Really not going to give me anything?”