Kill me first

"Sorry for not being a responsible person. Sorry for letting you suffer. I am really sorry for this. Take care of yourself and each other. Girls I am going far away. Farewell."

Saying this she hugged the two girls for an instant and quickly started to walk away. Both the girls were confused but their eyes were filled with tears. They know how much this young woman has suffered. So, none of them tried to stop her. This should be a better option for her right? They asked this themselves.

Not everyone was understanding as they were. A figure flashed and the old man appeared before Ning Rongrong.

"Where are you going?"

"None of your business!" She gave the same reply as before.

"Don't give me this bullshit. You unfilial daughter, do you even think anything about us?" the old man shouted at her furiously.

"Father," she said softly. Even her facial expression became soft at that instant but in the next instant, it becomes cold. "Am I your daughter? How come I remember you refuse that?"

"Rongrong, if not for this bastard you would have..." the old man pointed his finger at Ning Rongbing and started to lament and push the blame on Ning Rongbing.

Face becoming red with fury she shouted: "Who are you to speak about my son? I don't remember having any father."

"If you walk any step further I will slash your bastard son to death," he shouted furiously. Soul power fluctuated, and rings started to appear. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, eight bright-colored rings started to hover around him silently. A large sword appeared in his hands and anyone weak near him could feel a sharp pain in their body. The looking like going-to heaven-tomorrow old man was unexpectedly a Soul Douluo.

Without turning back, Ning Rongrong smiled coldly. She lifted her son and put him in her embrace and snorted coldly:

"Then kill me first."

The old man's expression changed. His body trembled and his hand unconsciously put his sword down. The soul power fluctuation around him stagnated and with hazy eyes, he looked at the disappearing back of his daughter. He stood there still looking at the blank space for a long time.

Anyone know she was taking care of her son as any mother would do but to do it to this instant they started to doubt the identity of the child's father. No one have seen him but they were pretty sure that Ning Rongrong wasn't willing to carry this child when she got pregnant.

When the child was born she didn't want to be its mother but before anyone could understand the situation her motherly love developed for the child and she started to take care of him. Anyway, they were sure of one thing... this child was a bastard son of someone or she should have been drugged.

She never told anything about the past and no one knew the truth except her... and that unknown man.

As Ning Rongrong's back was facing the old man Ning Rongbing was facing his grandfather. Unknown father, ruthless grandfather, cruel world... this boy had faced everything but still in his eyes there was no fear. It was filled with sadness, helplessness, anger, and determination but it lacked any fear.

When the old man or Nong Rongbing's grandfather released his martial soul, he was suffocated but, still, he wasn't scared. He had a look of the great one looking at everything down below but it was carefully hidden in the depth of his eyes.

'He dare to look down upon me with just a bit of sword energy!' Ning Rongbing was somehow speechless about how to react but, if anyone heard his thoughts, they would think he was mad because anyone in the clan know that his grandfather was the strongest in the clan than anyone at his level.

Ning Rongbing was sure of one thing. The old man was hiding something. Even though he wasn't so sure about that, somehow deep inside him, he felt that way.

Not wanting to be there any longer as if she was owed, Ning Rongrong bought Ning Rongrong out of the tribe and they both came to the Star Lou capital city and decided to settle in the peaceful side of the city.

Everything happened in a few days and in the travel she made sure to not let any traces of her and her son on her way.

Tian Dou city was the nearest and safest place for any person from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan but for Ning Rongrong and Ning Rongbing that will be a place of doom. Hence, the mother decided to bring her son to the opposite of this city where there will be no one to bother her.

She was actually afraid to be in the Star Lou city but she thought about the people of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan... she wanted to do so. She still remembers the Clan Chief wanting to take her to a specific place to live in the heart of Tian Dou city. Then her brother wanted to bring her somewhere else.

On the morning of the new day when the sun was lighting the world exceptionally brightly, Ning Rongbing opened his eyes.

He was sitting on the roof of a building and sitting crosslegged. He started to cultivate at once as he came out of the city he felt like he was imprisoned previously. Waking up early in the morning he practices cultivation and after sunrise, he would do anything he felt like he was improving his strength.

It's been a few months in Star Lou city but there was no improvement in Ning Rongbing's cultivation. Still in the half stage... not even in the first level made him restless to cultivate. Looking at everything silently, Ning Rongrong can only pray for him to succeed because there isn't anything she could do but carefully took care of her son.

She would never let him do anything foolishly because she knew why he was restless. As a mother, she was very satisfied with the life she had. Whenever she saw Ning Rongbing being down, a clear silhouette with black hair and fair skin with a warrior-like body appeared in her memory. She would yell and shout at him inside her heart but her eyes would be reddish and tears would flow uncontrollably.

As she promised her son, she shared everything about her sufferings and thoughts. In short, she started to depend on her son but she was really confused if she should tell him about his father.

What will he think? How will he react? Should I lie to him or say the truth?

Even though she knows Ning Rongrong doesn't care about anything, in their clan there was a bad image of his father. So she had many doubts, to tell the truth, but after thinking for a long time she told her son:

"I will tell you when the time comes."