CHAPTER 1065: CHAPTER 1062: HIDDEN WORRIES

The Ning Family Mansion, compared to the Yun Family Mansion, has its unique flavor. It is understated and unassuming, tranquil amid the bustling city, achieving the Taoist philosophy of small hidden in the wild, medium hidden in the city, and large hidden in the court. The Ning Family seems to have achieved all this.

The Taoist philosophy of seclusion has three levels: small seclusion, medium seclusion, and large seclusion. Those with ability hope to forget worldly affairs and retreat to the mountains, this is small seclusion.

Those truly capable hide within the cities; that is where the land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons lies, this is medium seclusion.

Only the top talent will conceal themselves within the government. Although they are amidst complex affairs, they act wisely and calmly; this is the true Taoist hermit.

"What a great place. Although it doesn’t have the grand and prosperous feng shui of the Yun Family, it fully embodies the noble Taoist hermit philosophy," Lin Tian couldn’t help but exclaim.

"What are you talking about, Brother Lin? I don’t understand," Ning Jianxun said oddly, looking at Lin Tian.

"Oh, nothing, just sighing about how nice the place you live in is," Lin Tian replied casually.

Ning Jianxun glanced at the gates of the Ning Family and the wall stretching along the entire alley, shrugged, and said, "It’s an old house like Ziwei Garden, I grew up here, and don’t feel it’s anything special."

Easy for you to say; having lived in such an environment since childhood, of course you wouldn’t understand the emotions of us ordinary folks, Lin Tian thought helplessly.

For Lin Tian, the place he used to live was that remote rental apartment, so he naturally had deep feelings about these family mansions.

While the two chatted, the door made a click and opened, with Ning Weirong coming out from inside.

"Xiao Tian, don’t stand outside; come in quickly. Treat the Ning Family as your own home. No need to stick to rules or etiquette; the Ning Family isn’t that particular," Ning Weirong said directly upon meeting, speaking plainly without any pretentiousness.

Lin Tian nodded and walked into the Ning Mansion with Ning Weirong and his son. Inside the Ning Family, there were pavilions and corridors, winding paths leading to secluded spots, indeed like Ziwei Garden, an old mansion with its layout and scenery still frozen in historical times.

"Xiao Tian, since you’re here, meet my brother first, he’s been talking about you constantly since hearing you came to Jinghua City, wondering why you didn’t visit him," Ning Weirong said with a smile.

Thinking of that bold and affectionate middle-aged uncle, Lin Tian’s mood lightened, laughing, "Uncle Ning is busy, I didn’t know he was home. Besides, wanting to visit, couldn’t find the direction to the Ning Family, right?"

"That’s true; my brother usually doesn’t live here, so you might not meet him even if you come," Ning Weirong nodded in agreement.

Lin Tian felt odd inside; two brothers living separately? The Yun Family lives together, so Lin Tian asked curiously, "Uncle Ning doesn’t live at home, where does he live?"

"He and Ning Luoxi live in the mansion," Ning Weirong stated.

Mansion? Bigger than this one? Lin Tian was startled, and then realized, given the identities of Ning Weiguo and Ning Luoxi, living in a mansion was indeed fitting.

Laughing and joking, they arrived at a quaint little building. Lin Tian had seen similar ones in the Yun Family, usually used for meeting close friends. Places like Yunhe Hall in the Yun Family are for important ceremonies and gatherings.

The living room of the small building was very bright. Through the lattice windows, Lin Tian vaguely saw someone walking around inside, soon followed by a woman’s voice.

"Why hasn’t Xiao Tian arrived yet?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Tian’s face lit up with joy. Ignoring Ning Weirong and his son’s greetings, he ran inside first.

Seeing that familiar figure, Lin Tian quickly called out, "Aunt Fang, you’ve returned from Xikou City?"

The person pacing was Fang Ming, the teacher who was as close as family. Seeing Lin Tian appear, Fang Ming was naturally delighted, pulling Lin Tian to check him from left to right, ensuring he was healthy before relaxing.

"Xiao Ming..." Ning Weiguo called Fang Ming by her nickname, Lin Tian nearly choked on his saliva, yet Ning Weiguo continued speaking, "You look at Lin Tian like a son-in-law, aren’t you afraid it’ll scare him away?"

"What’s wrong with a son-in-law? With the man unmarried and woman single, I think Xiao Tian is perfect for Xixi. Xixi, what do you think of Xiao Tian?" Fang Ming said directly to a beautiful young lady behind her.

Lin Tian’s gaze went past Fang Ming, falling onto the young lady. Wasn’t this Ning Luoxi whom he’d seen just days ago? Yet, Ning Luoxi had changed out of her combat gear into casual clothes, almost unrecognizable to Lin Tian.

However, despite the change, Ning Luoxi’s natural beauty and heroic spirit still captivated, capable of enchanting countless men. Besides her beautiful face, her majestic figure compared to Mrs. Xiao’s also stirred Lin Tian’s heart anew.

Moreover, perhaps because Ning Luoxi was an Ancient Body Technique Practitioner, such a majestic figure was astonishingly upright, almost defying Earth’s gravity.

Cough cough, I’m thinking too much, Lin Tian discreetly withdrew his gaze, returning to Fang Ming’s straightforward question.

Generally speaking, Ning Luoxi’s expression is nearly emotionless, cooler than Miss, truly cool. The little girl might be a Berserker, but in the face of her mom’s direct question, even this cold Berserker blushed.

Though the blush came quick and went quick, it was just in time for the entering Ning Weirong and Ning Jianxun to see, the father and son marveled at when the Ning Family’s Female War God would blush because of a boy, such a rare event!

Ning Jianxun couldn’t help joking, "Cousin, your mom’s asking you a question, how come you’re not answering?"

Ning Luoxi glanced at him lightly, replying, "Do you want to spar with me?"

"Cough cough..." Ning Jianxun’s face grew embarrassed, he faked a cough and said, "Only looking for abuse would spar with you, just pretend I said nothing."

Lin Tian sympathetically looked at Ning Jianxun, being Ning Luoxi’s older brother, surely served as a sparring partner often, being her sparring partner is feared by everyone, including Thunder Wolf and Ning Jianxun, such tough characters.

It’s quite awkward too, being the older brother yet unable to defeat the younger sister, Lin Tian wondered how Ning Luoxi trained.

Ning Weiguo glanced at his daughter, then at Lin Tian, smiling, "Alright, enough. Young people’s matters, why meddle? Today we brought Xiao Tian here for something important, don’t stray off topic."

With that, Fang Ming’s face turned not-so-good; Lin Tian could tell she wasn’t angry but worried.

Worried? What is Aunt Fang worried about? Lin Tian wondered, frowning.

"Uncle Ning, earlier I heard Mr. Yun mention something about Blue Snake Grass; what is this all about?" Lin Tian asked solemnly.