Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 918 Feng Zhenghao Wants to Become a Noble Family in the Late Han Dynasty, Hedging His Bets
Zhao Fangxu temporarily suppressed the situation on the Na Du Tong side, but on the Tianxia Hui side, Feng Zhenghao was constantly covered in sweat, as if he had taken a bath.

"Senior, Mr. Ling, this is..."

Feng Zhenghao was very clever. Although he hadn't seen the scene of He Songling's live broadcast, he could tell what information the man was transmitting to Na Du Tong just by hearing him call out "Zhao Fangxu".

Such methods are not uncommon in the world of supernatural beings; in fact, one could say they exist everywhere.

Although Feng Zhenghao did not expect that the complete scene was actually caused by He Songling directly and forcefully taking over Na Du Tong's equipment and network and sending it directly there, whether he had agreed with Na Du Tong to film his situation or he deliberately provoked Na Du Tong, it was all Tianxia Group and he could not escape his own involvement.

It connects to every direction.

Even someone as arrogant as Lü Ci had to yield when necessary and bow his head when required. When Na Dutong brought a group of people to his door, he was still quite bewildered.

Besides, Feng Zhenghao is already quite something.

Of course, with the Tianxia Group as his backing, Feng Zhenghao actually has far more confidence than Lü Ci when it comes to causing trouble. The problem is, having trouble come to him is a different matter from actively provoking Na Du Tong.

Feng Zhenghao is now rich and powerful, living a very comfortable life. He only went out of his way to cause trouble because he was being difficult.

The problem is that he doesn't ask for trouble himself, but others force trouble into his mouth and make him swallow it.

"It's nothing, just communicating with everyone."

He Songling said nonchalantly, "If I were to fight against All-Knowing, it would definitely be a big affair. Of course, neither the country nor I personally want things to escalate. It would be bad if ordinary people were affected. I'll tell him first that it's a one-on-one fight, and whoever escalates the impact will be held responsible."

That's right, that's exactly what He Songling was thinking. Zhao Fangxu was a shrewd man, but not all of the directors at All-Knowing were, and they didn't all respect Zhao Fangxu either, often resorting to underhanded tactics.

The logic of reality is that there is no logic, and many unbelievable things happen. Sometimes the best way to destroy an opponent is to wait for them to make a foolish mistake. Are such things rare in reality?

Not to mention the senior directors of Na Du Tong, who, while not entirely incompetent, provide virtually no positive feedback and are only interested in grand schemes and conspiracy theories. Apart from Zhao Fangxu, all these directors combined have done less work and have less value to Na Du Tong than Xu Si Si alone.

Let's give it a try. What if some idiot really chooses to expand his influence? If he can't be controlled anymore, he'll be a god who can be appeased and has connections with all those board members. Of course, he'll become the "price" to be sacrificed.

"Ah, oh, oh..." Feng Zhenghao uttered an ambiguous sigh. He hadn't expected He Songling to be so traditional, issuing a challenge before the battle even began and waiting for the other side to be fully arrayed before making a move. This was practically the fighting style of Sun Tzu in the Spring and Autumn Period, before he appeared, a man with a negative reputation.

Elegant, so elegant.

That's why they say he's a deity.

The problem is, why did he issue a challenge in my house?

What if Na Du Tong thinks that the World Society has completely sided with He Songling? That would be terrible.
"President Feng, I understand you. You're a smart man, just like those powerful families at the end of the Han Dynasty and the Wei and Jin Dynasties. You want to hedge your bets and reap the benefits."

He Songling reached out to stop Feng Zhenghao, who was about to defend himself: "No need to explain, this is normal. Everyone looks out for themselves. So I didn't mean to force you. Taking your money is already a favor. I won't force you to do more."

He Songling wasn't Voldemort, who only used violence and fear to subdue his subordinates. His brain wasn't split into pieces, causing his intelligence to decrease. On the contrary, his innate spirit was very clear.

“You can still be the Tenth Elder, and the kids can still go to Trinity University. Trinity University doesn’t really have anything to do with me now. All-Knowing is still cooperating with them on the distribution of magical artifacts. Besides, just look at Old Wang, and you’ll know that someone of All-Knowing’s level can’t touch his workplace.”

He Songling pursed her lips at Wang Zizhong, only to find that Wang Zizhong was taking Xia He's pulse and instructing Zhang Lingyu on how to get her pregnant quickly, making Zhang Lingyu blush with embarrassment.

Why is this old man so frivolous?
Forget it, in the original story, this guy was someone who dared to openly admit to lusting after Duanmu Ying's beauty when he was young. He wasn't exactly a respectable person, so it definitely has nothing to do with me. And Feng Zhenghao seemed to be realizing for the first time just how much power his older brother, who was much older than him, actually wielded.

"but……"

Feng Zhenghao hesitated again.

From the perspective of family lineage, he naturally hoped Feng Xingtong would be safe and sound. What era are we living in now? A difference in skill level in Qi cultivation for combat doesn't make much difference. What is Zhao Fangxu's strength? Even a young kid who hasn't cultivated Qi could probably beat him up.

But who dares to underestimate Zhao Fangxu?

In a civilized world and a society governed by the rule of law, influence, status, and wealth matter; the old ways of thuggery and brawling no longer work.

As long as Feng Xingtong learns the skills enough to pass on the family craft and inherit his position as chairman of the Tianxia Group, that will be fine.

From the perspective of an extraordinary person, Feng Zhenghao naturally hoped that his son could also reach the pinnacle. Not to mention becoming an immortal, at least reaching the level of Song Mian, who had opened the Heavenly Gate, and could peek over the wall and see the scenery above the celestial palace.

Therefore, Feng Zhenghao hesitated.

Fortunately, He Songling did not intend to give him a chance to hesitate.

"Feng Xingtong should just go to university honestly." He Songling's words shattered all of Feng Zhenghao's fantasies. It was practically telling him outright, "I don't approve of your son."

Whether it's talent for cultivating Qi or talent for doing things, I just didn't approve of it.

Feng Zhenghao felt a little regretful, but also relieved.

At least Feng Xingtong's personal safety is guaranteed, and he will not easily be drawn into any irresistible vortex.

However, He Songling's next words stirred his heart again.

“If your daughter Feng Shayan is willing, and you are also willing to kick her out of the house, I would like to take her with me for a while.”

"Ah this..."

Feng Zhenghao hesitated.

When it came to Feng Xingtong's placement, he first considered the family's perspective and then his son's personal growth prospects, making it difficult to decide. Now, however, his thoughts have completely reversed.

From the perspective of her daughter's personal development, following He Songling would definitely lead to better prospects. Based on the intelligence Feng Zhenghao had gathered and the techniques he had personally witnessed Wang Zizhong using, this seemingly divine being could create a "miracle skill" with ease.

With He Songling by her side, it's practically a certainty that Feng Shayan will surpass Feng Zhenghao in future growth.

From a family perspective...

"No need to think about it anymore, I'm willing to leave the Feng family."

(End of this chapter)