But Ning Beichen's focus was not on these; instead, he discovered that Li Wanrong possessed cultivation, and her cultivation was not weak.
However, Li Wanrong seemed to have learned some secret technique that could hide her cultivation, making it impossible for ordinary warriors or cultivators to detect it.
The reason Ning Beichen could see through it was because his eyes possessed a special ability, and coupled with his interest in her, he was able to observe the situation in Li Wanrong's dantian.
On the other hand, Li Wanrong couldn't discern Ning Beichen's cultivation. It wasn't that Ning Beichen used any secret technique; rather, his cultivation was far, far superior to hers.
Li Wanrong was somewhat baffled. Earlier, Zhang Jinhong's people had notified her, asking her to meet a distinguished guest.
Upon meeting Ning Beichen, she realized that this person, Ning Beichen, was the one who had arranged to meet her today.
Although her assistant had mentioned it briefly that day, saying someone named Ning Beichen wanted to meet her to discuss some matters, Li Wanrong, as a major star, had merely brushed it off, having no intention of meeting him.
People who harbored such outlandish desires to meet her were as numerous as blades of grass, including countless crazed fans, self-important businessmen, and the wealthy.
If she were to meet everyone, she wouldn't even have time to eat or drink.
In fact, she was aware that her assistant was a bit opportunistic, sometimes leveraging the desire of these people to meet her to gain some benefits.
However, Li Wanrong largely turned a blind eye to such matters, as her status meant the decision to meet or not always remained in her hands, not her assistant's.
But this time, this individual had managed to enlist Zhang Jinhong's involvement, making it impossible for Li Wanrong to refuse without facing his displeasure, unless she dared to offend Zhang Jinhong.
Although Zhang Jinhong wasn't involved in the entertainment industry, he was a colossal figure in Wangjiang, capable of ruining Li Wanrong's career in Wangjiang with a single word.
"Mr. Ning, hello. I sincerely apologize. I was scheduled to attend Mr. Zhang's banquet today, so I truly didn't have time to meet you."
Li Wanrong approached Ning Beichen and began with an apology, showing him ample respect.
"It's alright. It was my impoliteness, Miss Li Wanrong. I merely wished to meet you to discuss a matter; I had no other intentions."
Ning Beichen said to her.
"Oh? May I ask what you wish to discuss, Mr. Ning?"
Li Wanrong was somewhat curious, but seeing Ning Beichen's youth, she assumed he was like those other fans and wealthy individuals who wanted to meet her.
She figured he wouldn't have anything significant to discuss, and that his true intention was merely to possess her, with everything else being an excuse.
"Miss Li Wanrong, I wish to discuss your ancestors. Do you know much about them?"
Ning Beichen's words left Li Wanrong utterly bewildered, and not just a little.
Suddenly, someone saying they wanted to discuss your ancestors—anyone would be stunned in such a situation, and Li Wanrong was no exception.
If the man before her had proposed discussing business, romance, a transaction, or even something illicit, Li Wanrong wouldn't have been surprised. But this man wanted to talk about her ancestors.
At that moment, Li Wanrong felt like ten thousand mythological beasts were stampeding through her mind.
"Mr. Ning, this joke isn't funny. I know what men like you are after; you just want to get close to me. But I can tell you now, regardless of your identity or background, or how Mr. Zhang speaks for you, please respect me."
Li Wanrong said with growing anger, almost to the point of declaring, "I am a woman you cannot have."
Ning Beichen, however, was taken aback by her reaction.
Was this woman's self-importance getting out of hand?
Indeed, she was beautiful and possessed an elegant demeanor, amplified by the aura of a major star. But when it came to beauty and temperament, she couldn't even hold a candle to Liu Yilin.
Even without makeup, Liu Yilin, appearing before her bare-faced, could completely overshadow her radiance. Furthermore, Liu Yilin was not only a beautiful CEO but also a scientist and the inventor of the world's leading chips.
Li Wanrong couldn't compare to Liu Yilin, let alone Ye Ya'er.
Ye Ya'er was also a celebrity, but her background and experiences lent her an air of mystery, and in terms of fame, Li Wanrong was far behind Ye Ya'er.
"Miss Li Wanrong, I believe you've misunderstood. I am serious. I truly wish to discuss your ancestors."
Ning Beichen said with a hint of helplessness.
Seeing Ning Beichen persist, Li Wanrong became genuinely angry. She let out a cold snort and turned to leave.
Even if he had influence, so what? Did influence give him the right to toy with her, Li Wanrong?
"Is Li Chengan your ancestor?"
Ning Beichen's voice, which sounded from behind her, caused the irate Li Wanrong, who was about to leave, to stop abruptly.
"You... How do you know the name of our Li family's ancestor from the Ming Dynasty?"
"As I said, I want to discuss your ancestor. I'm not trying to prank you."
Ning Beichen explained with a sigh.
Li Wanrong's expression turned peculiar, and she began to scrutinize Ning Beichen, pondering internally.
"How did this Ning Beichen find out the name of her ancestor?"
Li Chengan was indeed her ancestor from the Ming Dynasty, but this was a secret. Apart from her family genealogy, almost no one in the outside world knew about it.
However, the Li family had dwindled to just her by inheritance, and the genealogy was in her possession. She had never shown it to anyone.
Therefore, Li Wanrong felt an immense sense of shock that Ning Beichen knew about her ancestor from the Ming Dynasty.
"What exactly do you want?"
Li Wanrong asked Ning Beichen, word by word, a faint aura of killing intent emanating from her.
"There's no need to be nervous. I just want to talk about Li Chengan. Miss Li Wanrong, could we find a quiet place to talk?"
Ning Beichen said to her.
However, Ning Beichen's sincerity was misinterpreted by her as a sinister intention.
"There's no need. There's nothing for us to discuss."
After saying this, Li Wanrong stormed off angrily.
This left Ning Beichen somewhat perplexed. He felt that this woman must have some sort of issue. He merely wanted to discuss her ancestor from the Ming Dynasty, not do anything malicious; why the deep-seated apprehension?
Forget it. Since she didn't want to talk, Ning Beichen couldn't be bothered to pester her. He wasn't particularly interested in the cultivation techniques of that Lotus Dweller anyway.
These techniques of the Lotus Dweller might not be as good as the "Crossing the Sea of Suffering to the Other Shore" cultivation method he was currently practicing. Otherwise, Li Chengan wouldn't have been trapped and unable to escape.