Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 224 I am willing to make money with Mr. He even if it means demolishing houses and selling tiles.
"Hey, Senior Zhuge, there's no need to say that."

He Songling was pretending to be polite and seemed humble, but in fact he was complacent. He had the beauty of someone who opened his pocket and pointed at the empty seat but refused the New Year's money.

"Zhuge Yuan is my own junior fellow apprentice. We were taught by the same master. How can we treat him differently? My master put so much effort into training me back then, so of course I have to teach him the same way. Besides, it's not just your family members, these four are all treated the same."

"I have to say it. After all, Yuan is also a member of the Zhuge family. I owe you such a big favor. As the head of the Wuhou sect and the head of the Zhuge family, I have to thank you."

Zhuge Xianglin waved his hand and said, "You may not think highly of our little money, but what I mean is that at least let him know how much benefit and favor he has received, and don't take it for granted."

Zhuge Yuan originally didn't think much of Zhuge Xianglin. He and Zhuge Xianglin were not closely related. Both his parents died when he was young, and Zhuge Xianglin never even farted. He was the one who thought of himself as a test subject when he was thrown to the Sanyi Sect.

What do you think of Trinity Gate as a good place? Under Zuo Ruotong's leadership, the brothers are indeed friendly and respectful, and it does seem more reassuring, but in the final analysis, there is still one thing that cannot be escaped: that is the third level of the reverse life!
In the past fifty years, the famous suicide skills in the underworld were considered light punishments for losing arms and legs. Not to mention the distant past, wasn't Zuo Ruotong himself like this?
You don’t think of me when good things happen, but I’m the one who comes to you when bad things happen. This time I’ve become your family again, and you’re my elder again.

Return the child. Who is your child?
If it's something else, Zhuge Yuan, just say that I'm from the Sanyi Sect. Can you, the leader of the Wuhou Sect, thank others on my behalf?
But since Zhuge Xianglin mentioned that this matter also involved He Songling, and that his study trip was done in exchange for He Songling's help, Zhuge Yuan couldn't help but feel grateful.

He didn't bother to say anything to Zhuge Xianglin. He turned around and bowed to He Songling, "Brother He, how can I take on this responsibility?"

Because they are within the Zhuge family, the five younger generations of the Sanyi Sect also tacitly accept Zhuge Yuan as their leader. Even Zhao Lun, who has the highest attainment and seniority, thinks so.

At least he is family and easy to talk to.

"Hey, what are you doing? Helping you guys break through is the task that Master left behind. Even if you are expressing your gratitude or returning the favor, it is Master's responsibility. Why would you juniors worry about him?"

He Songling didn't take it seriously. He waved his hand and pushed several fellow apprentices who had stood up back into their chairs with his Qi. "Besides, there is no quantitative standard for this kind of thing. Who can tell exactly how much this thing is worth? It's just a few words to me. Besides, if I really ask you to return the gift, can you afford it?"

"Ah this..." Zhuge Yuan touched his head and said awkwardly, "I can't even think of it."

"That's right, don't think too much." He Songling glanced at Zhuge Xianglin and said, "Old Patriarch, Junior Brother Zhuge is in my Sanyi Sect, so you don't have to worry about him. Wait until his next generation comes out, and then you can decide who will be admitted to Sanyi Sect. If Sanyi Sect accepts him, he will be one of our family members."

"Mr. He is generous."

Zhuge Xianglin had nothing to say. Perhaps if he had sent one of his own sons to Trinity School to learn skills, perhaps his relationship with Trinity School would not be so official now.

There was nothing that could be done about it. After all, the Zhuge family was a great family with a history of nearly two thousand years. The attitude of great families like the Wang family, the Lu family, the Lu family, and the Gao family towards the Sanyi Sect was "wait and see what happens in a hundred years", and the same was naturally true for his Zhuge family.

It would be good if they could get some benefits from Zuo Rutong, but if not, then they should just avoid conflicts with him. He will die in a hundred or two hundred years. By then, will the Sanyi Sect still be able to suppress them?

They never expected that He Songling would come and continue to put pressure on them. But after all, things were not too bad. He Songling obviously treated Zhuge Yuan as his own, and Zhuge Yuan, whether he treated Zhuge Xianglin as his own or not, at least he was still surnamed Zhuge.

That's enough.

"Okay, okay, I'm glad to hear you say that." Zhuge Xianglin said with a smile.

"It's only been one day, have you changed so much?" Zhuge Yuan still couldn't accept it. Yesterday, they were shouting for war and killing, but look at them now, they are almost pushing down Zhuge Liang's statue and offering it to He Songling.

"You don't understand, right? Yesterday we were on official business. The leak of Wuhou Qimen is a big deal for our Zhuge family. No kidding, if there is really no explanation, I will really lead the Zhuge family to fight to the death. Anyway, with you in Sanyi Gate, our Zhuge family can be said to have no descendants."

Zhuge Xianglin imitated his ancestors, took out a goose feather fan from somewhere, and fanned himself gently a few times.

It can be seen that the Zhuge family respected Zhuge Liang very much. It was obvious that Zhuge Xianglin did not often cosplay their ancestors. It was unknown how long the goose feather fan had been used. The goose feathers flew everywhere and covered Zhuge Xianglin's mouth.

"Pfft!"

Zhuge Xianglin hurriedly tried to get rid of the hair on his mouth, looking very embarrassed. Zhuge Yuan couldn't bear to watch, "How can you still be the head of the Zhuge family like this?"

With one hand, the word "Xun" was formed, and all the goose feathers in Zhuge Xianglin's mouth were blown out. For this level of application, there was no need to use special spells. As long as the formation was opened, the breeze brought by the natural attributes was enough to blow the things in Zhuge Xianglin's mouth out.

"Oh my! Yuan, this is brilliant!"

Zhuge Xianglin praised Zhuge Yuan highly: "Look at Yun Peng, he is already old, but he still can't do as well as you."

Zhuge Yunpeng wanted to roll his eyes at the side. Didn't you, as a father, teach me since I was young that I should have the calmness of a general, not panic when encountering difficulties, and keep a steady hand?

If I dare to blow your trumpet for you right away, I will probably get scolded by you. You praised Zhuge Yuan for blowing his trumpet. What is double standard?
"But in a nutshell, the three words He Songling are now a golden signboard in the alien circle. It is no exaggeration to say that they are more famous than your master Zuo Menchang."

After Zhuge Xianglin finished spitting out the goose feathers, he resumed his tone and continued, "Not to mention much else, who can solve the Wang family's troubles and deal with Quan Xing's endless pursuit?
The Wang family can't do it, and neither can our Zhuge family. So you tell me, if there were no mortal feud, could we not support him?

Of course, strength is only part of the story. More importantly, he can make money! When I said that yesterday, our village responded immediately! When they heard that they could make money with Mr. He, some impatient members of the clan directly smashed their houses and took out their heirlooms to raise the 100,000 yuan."

(End of this chapter)