Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 996 We shared the same bed in life and the same grave in death.

"That would work..."

Wang also understood that fighting requires adaptability in the face of the enemy, and the Tang Clan is now almost taught to use rigid routines by Tang Miaoxing. Even with the Dan Shi method left by He Songling, it has been a long time since any new disciples have mastered Dan Shi. So, he went to find them mainly to share their state of mind.

"But I might not have time. Look at all this stuff we have... Oh, right, those shares in Nadutong?"

"Send a company representative to represent me and negotiate with them." He Songling was also at a loss. Of course, he wanted to get his things back, but he hadn't expected it to be so troublesome.

So he resorted to his old trick from when he was the richest man in China—passing the buck. As long as I can pass the buck fast enough, I'll never have to take on any work.

"The business side is your specialty. To be honest, even though I was once the richest man, I actually achieved that through the special circumstances of war and special technology. Back then, it was a seller's market for us, and our military strength was really guaranteed. Nobody dared to mess with us. So, I don't really understand business negotiations."

But one thing is certain: you represent me on this issue, so you can be firm. If they want to be firm, you can be even firmer. Don't be afraid; if anything happens, I... and your Grandma Lu are on my side."

"Calling you means we're equals, but calling me 'Grandma' is just like that, right?" Lu Huizhong huffed and puffed two jin of smog into He Songling's lungs.

“Then you see, this is where my cleverness lies.” He Songling said smugly, “When I was born, I didn’t go to my own sect. I didn’t go to anyone except Lu Jin. I came out as a young man, so of course they had to treat us as equals. Nobody knew me, so I could say who I am and who I am.”

Of course, restructuring is also very important. Even if I return to Trinity University, they'll at most respectfully call me 'Old Principal,' which makes me look old, but still not as old as you. You've been with the sect since birth, so there's nothing they can do. The sect vouches for you, calling you their ancestor; unless you kill everyone in the Tang Sect, you'll have to be their ancestor. That's because everyone knows you.”

"I'll fake my death later... or if that doesn't work, I'll go find Wang Zizhong to give me a makeover," Lu Huizhong said irritably.

Don't let her age fool you; with love by her side, who wouldn't feel like a little girl? Besides, these centenarians, like Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin, are all abstract thinkers. Not to mention, she's been in seclusion for seventy years without much interaction with anyone, so her mind hasn't changed much.

“Okay, shall we go to Trinity University first?” He Songling grabbed his wife’s hand. “It’s time to go back and take a look. Let’s go to Nai Du Tong first, threaten them a little, and then head to Fujian.”

"Why are you threatening him? I think Old Zhao is a pretty good person." It was Zhao Fangxu who, after only a couple of hours of conversation with Lu Huizhong, got Lu Huizhong to speak up for him.

"Old Zhao is alright with us, but he might not be so with others. That old guy is really arrogant. If we don't threaten them first, then he'll be the one threatening these kids. These kids abandoned their families and their mentors to start a business with me, and now I'm letting them be threatened every day? That's not right."

He Songling spoke with such righteous indignation, as if he were a reliable elder who was very considerate of the younger generation. If we ignored the fact that Zhang Lingyu and Wang Ye were forced to persuade the sect leader to expel their master, that Ma Xianhong and Fu Rong were forced to destroy their own power, that Feng Shayan and Zhuge Qing were forced to leave their families, and that Xia He was forced to be captured by him, then perhaps everyone would believe it.

After saying that, He Songling pulled Lu Huizhong away from their new company. Looking back at the signboard, Lu Huizhong almost stumbled.

"What does 'Old Immortal Corporation' mean?"

“What that person said makes sense. We can’t still call it the Reverse Life Group, can we?” Lu Huizhong grabbed He Songling and left. She had no time to care about these things. He Songling had been unconscious for seventy years, which meant he woke up after a nap. Lu Huizhong, on the other hand, had been sitting in the Tang Tomb for seventy years. To put it bluntly, she was practically dead. Her body and mind were numb.

If it weren't for spending several years in the Time Chamber with He Songling and rekindling the feeling of those days, Lu Huizhong might not have been like a real person.

Now that she's finally recovered, she needs to find a place to go shopping.

So the two elderly people, who were once the fastest runners in the Tang Clan, strolled around the capital at a pace slower than a tortoise crawling.

They strolled through one shopping mall after another, and one tourist attraction after another. Holding hands, He Songling told his wife in detail about his journey to the capital years ago, where he came from, and what happened eighty or ninety years ago.

Lu Huizhong rested her head on He Songling's shoulder and listened, secretly smiling as she held his hand. Occasionally, she would talk to people she had met and tell them how she had forced them to reveal "He Songling's whereabouts" when she first came.

Of course, he couldn't say. He Songling had Zhang Boduan imprison him in the Nine-Bend Cave. If he weren't a deity, how could any other extraordinary person have such ability? Unable to answer, he was brutally beaten by the enraged Lu Huizhong, who smashed the doorframe and stormed off.

Nowadays, the facades of these supernatural beings have all been renovated or rebuilt, and they are all surprisingly similar over time. This is an interesting topic for future historical research.

Lu Huizhong felt that she was finally truly alive again.

"Old He, please don't disappear again this time." She was a little worried, feeling that it was all unreal.

“Ah, this…” He Songling hesitated for a moment.

"Are you going to abandon me again?" Lu Huizhong pinched him, twisting his arm off.

"This world can't accept me. I've told you this before." He Songling was referring to more than seventy years ago, when he became a half-step immortal. He had a vague feeling about this back then, but now he was completely certain.

"I can't take you with me." They were never from the same world. Even if I could give Lu Huizhong the power to become an immortal and make her "ascend," the place Lu Huizhong ascended to would not be the same place as me.

"But don't worry, I can decide when to leave. As long as I don't reveal my full strength, I can stay in this world indefinitely. Even if I do reveal it, the world's will has to negotiate with me. It can't suppress me, it can't forcibly expel me, but if I stay here, its operation will be disrupted. So now this damned Heavenly Dao is begging me!"

He Songling flaunted it like a middle school student experiencing his first crush.

“Since that’s the case, then so be it if I can’t become an immortal.” Lu Huizhong smiled smugly and leaned back into his arms. “Let’s end our last second together in this world.”

(End of this chapter)