Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 896 Ma Xianhong: I'll be waiting for you in Biyou Village

But which is more delicious, hot pot or steamed food?
He Songling stared at Ma Xianhong's stove, lost in thought.

No one dared to interrupt him, assuming that He Songling had discovered some wonderful use for the stove. Who knew that this guy was actually thinking about bizarre things like whether hot pot or steamed seafood was tastier?

"Hmm, I've decided, we'll have steamed seafood again."

After about five minutes, Ma Xianhong, who had been rolling on the ground clutching his head, almost stopped. Only then did He Songling finally nod and make his decision.

There was no way around it; Voldemort was just too disgusting.

Upon hearing this, even Ma Xianhong nearly jumped up from the ground, clutching his head.

So you've been thinking about what to eat for dinner all this time? In such a serious setting, you're actually thinking about this kind of thing?
Everyone looked at He Songling with condemnation.

He Songling remained completely calm, leaning back on the sofa and saying casually, "It's my treat."

"Then I want to eat at the one in Wangfujing."

Why doesn't the one at Xidan Shopping Mall work?

"That place is too cheap, only 1799 per person. Old Ling really went out of his way to spend money, and we're just going to eat something so cheap? Don't you think so, Old Xia?"

"Don't look at me like that. I'm a poor girl. I'm lucky if I can afford to eat Starbucks."

Hearing this, Ma Xianhong realized the situation was clearly off, as the conversation suddenly turned to what to eat for a late-night snack, and he almost ground his back teeth to powder.

"What on earth do you want to do!"

"It's nothing." Wang Ye sighed. This kid is really naive and honest. "Didn't I say that I'd join you, or rather, you'd join us?"

"You're after my Divine Craftsmanship?" Ma Xianhong's voice turned cold. "I'll give it to you."

“What’s there to scheme for, Old Ma? A man can’t stay cooped up in a mountain valley forever.” Zhuge Qing enthusiastically recommended to Ma Xianhong that his ancestor serve as the principal, which was the holy land of the supernatural world in his mind.

“Go check out Trinity University. They now have a School of Mechanical and Materials Engineering, and the courses there are incredibly advanced. They're all mass-producing magical artifacts on assembly lines these days, while you're still hammering them one by one in the village. People have to keep up with the times. If you do that, I'll try to get you a recommendation for admission.”

"You can't even get in yourself, yet you're recommending others?" Xia He snorted, then began to tempt Ma Xianhong: "Old Ma, don't listen to their nonsense. How about this, do you want a wife? I have a few close female friends, and they're incredibly beautiful..."

"enough!"

Ma Xianhong roared, interrupting the group of unscrupulous people's interruption, "You should be able to find out the location of Biyou Village. Whether you come or not, I'll be right here, waiting for you."

Ma Xianhong originally intended to use a combination of kindness and coercion, bewitching and threatening, to get these people he favored to join Biyou Village, his new Jie Sect, and his grand plan of "everyone being an extraordinary person."

As a result of tonight's conversation, I ended up becoming the clown, sitting on the edge of the situation.

There was nothing I could do but shout once and then quickly log off.

However, when he wanted to log off, He Songling wouldn't let him.

There's nothing we can do about it. Ru Hua is in his hands. It contains Ma Xianhong's Qi, and it belongs to the karma created by Ma Xianhong. If He Songling wants to keep him online, he has to stay here and watch.

"Don't rush off, Lao Ma, let's talk about something serious." "What serious things could you possibly have to say?" Ma Xianhong, finding himself forcibly kept in the online call, was rather easygoing and bluntly asked with disdain, "Want me some steamed seafood for dinner tonight?"

"Wandering aimlessly."

Unexpectedly, He Songling nodded and reached into the void. The next second, Ma Xianhong, who was in a remote mountain village in the southwest, found that half an arm had emerged from the air, grabbing him by the back of the neck and dragging him into the void like a dog.

Before my eyes blurred, when I could see things clearly again, I was already in the presidential suite of a luxury five-star hotel in Beijing.

"Hey, Lao Ma!"

Several young men with strips on their faces and playing cards in their hands, whom he had just seen in Ru Hua's video call, waved to him again.

"You...you...this is..."

Ma Xianhong's Biyou Village is known for its impartiality, accepting and befriending all sorts of people. Naturally, they've heard of powerful escape techniques that allow one to travel thousands of miles in an instant. The Huode Sect possesses a Fire Escape technique, while among the Quanxing people, there's a legendary Golden Escape technique called Flowing Light.

But even so, traveling thousands of miles takes time. Unlike now, I was just in Guizhou, and now I'm in the capital in an instant?

Is this human?
"Why are you so shocked?" He Songling frowned. "Bu'er, who did you learn from? Your combat skills aren't weak either, yet you don't even know about Apparition?"

While Fire Release and Metal Release techniques might not be able to instantly transport someone from the southwest of Old Zhong to the capital, the Western Apparition technique can. As long as there's no Anti-Apparition Spell, and as long as one's strength is sufficient and the target is clear enough, any distance can be traversed.

Like Tabor, he can instantly teleport halfway around the world.

Old Zhong's side, there should be many people who know this escape technique.

"Just how much of your brain did Qu Tong cut out?"

"Don't you dare slander my sister!" Ma Xianhong immediately shouted.

"Okay, whatever. I wasn't planning on talking to you about anything today anyway. Let's talk about it together after everything's been approved."

He Songling didn't plan to cure Ma Xianhong's brain right now; that would be too boring. "Let's go, it's my treat today. Let's have a seafood feast. You've been in the southwest all year round, so you probably haven't eaten anything good."

So Ma Xianhong was dazed and confused as he was surrounded, or rather "kidnapped," by several people and taken out of the house. Then he was taken to a seafood restaurant and ate his fill.

You know what, the seafood available in Beijing is definitely better than in the Southwest.

Even after Ma Xianhong returned to his house in Biyou Village, he still felt a little unreal. If it weren't for the solid feeling of fullness in his stomach, he really wouldn't have been sure what he had gone through.

Here in the capital.

"Old Ling, this isn't like you. Why didn't you bring him along today?" Wang Ye is naturally quite relaxed, and by now he's become quite familiar with He Songling. Since He Songling wants to act young, he doesn't hesitate to treat this old sage as a peer.

"You can't possibly be really afraid of that Qu Tong, can you?"

As everyone knows, Qu Tong is the leader of the Yaoxing Society who recently emerged. She is in the same industry as Xiaozhan and has taken away a lot of Xiaozhan's business in recent years by relying on her unscrupulous methods and ruthless tactics.

But even so, it shouldn't be enough to make He Songling wary, right?
That's a ruthless person who thoroughly ravaged the Celestial Master's Mansion and the Wudang Sect, and even plotted against the company.

(End of this chapter)