Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 225 Father and son turn against each other
"Will this really work?"

After learning that the Zhuge family was not fooled by Zhuge Xianglin, but came for He Songling, Zhuge Yuan became even more worried.

The reason is simple. Is there any business in the world that is guaranteed to make money? Even if it is Senior Brother He, won't he lose money?

Can these tribesmen who got so excited as to go all in when they heard the name "He Songling" really afford to lose money?

If a conflict arises, who should I help?
If it was Zhuge Xianglin or even the main branch he represented, Zhuge Yuan would not be worried at all. If you dare to go against Senior Brother He, you will die.

But if the entire Zhuge family is against He Songling, his surname is still Zhuge after all, and he grew up in Zhuge Bagua Village. Does he have to watch He Songling exterminate his family?
In the future, I will be the only survivor of the Zhuge family. Will it be awkward to meet Senior Brother He? Will Senior Brother He still treat me, a "remnant", as one of his own?
That's why he questioned Zhuge Xianglin.

"Hey, Yuan, don't worry. As long as Mr. He is willing to help, it's worth it even if we lose money."

Zhuge Xianglin was not worried at all. Instead, he stroked his beard and laughed, "Mr. He, what do you think?"

"Well, Junior Brother Zhuge is still a little inexperienced in the martial arts world, but this is not noticeable in the Sanyi Sect. After all, all the people in the Sanyi Sect are like this. He let me teach him for a few months, which is considered good."

He Songling took out a bottle of Coke and drank it, then he burped comfortably. He closed his eyes and thought about it, and finally said, "Well, if that's the case, I'll accept this 100,000 yuan compensation."

Zhuge Yuan and Zhuge Xianglin's three sons were waiting for He Songling's next words, but He Songling seemed to be asleep.

After a long while, Zhuge Xianglin couldn't help but said angrily: "Yun Peng, what are you waiting for? Go and get the money for Mr. He!"

"No...what is he giving us?" Zhuge Yunpeng asked blankly.

This is a lot of money. Yesterday, he demolished his house, took out the old pieces of red sandalwood, and also took out two heirlooms passed down to him by his father as the eldest son, all for the purpose of turning a bicycle into a motorcycle. But now?
Judging from He Songling's expression, he is planning to take it for free.

"Ugh."

Zhuge Xianglin also sighed and laughed at himself: "Just now I heard that the disciples of Sanyi Sect rarely go out and have little experience in the martial arts world. I didn't expect that my boss is even worse."

"Hey, old master, what you said is too harsh. Not only do our people from Sanyi Sect lack experience in the martial arts world, but the people from Wuhou Sect also lack experience in the martial arts world."

He Songling smiled and waved his hands, saying to Zhuge Yunpeng, "Mr. Yunpeng, this 100,000 yuan is the compensation given by your Zhuge family to prevent me from attacking you because you offended me yesterday."

"Ah? No, this..." Zhuge Yunpeng looked confused. Didn't he say that he would follow He Songling and lead Zhuge Village to do business and make money? How could it change in the blink of an eye?

"Nothing has changed. Think about it carefully... Oh, sorry, I pinned you to the ground yesterday, so maybe you didn't hear me."

He Songling seemed to be really embarrassed. "In that case, let me say it again today. Because of your stupid behavior yesterday, I was irritated. Finally, Village Chief Zhuge decided to accept my suggestion and compensate me with 100,000 yuan. Let's forget about it. I won't bother you in the future."

"What? Is this possible?"

Zhuge Yunpeng suddenly became anxious, "This will definitely not work. This, this is what our entire Zhuge village has collected by selling our houses. What compensation? If you have the ability, just go to war with our Zhuge village. Dad, don't be too cowardly. I don't believe that he can defeat our entire Zhuge family alone!" "Young people are very energetic." He Songling didn't care. He still had a smile on his face and looked at Zhuge Xianglin next to him.

"Evil beast! How dare you talk nonsense!" Zhuge Xianglin wanted to chop Zhuge Yunpeng to death with a knife. He now felt that the thing he regretted most in his life was that he did not shoot Zhuge Yunpeng into the wall.

"Dad! You are talking nonsense! Are you going to tear down our village to please He Songling?"

Zhuge Yunpeng was not afraid of He Songling, nor was he afraid of his own father, but when he thought of his old house and those heirlooms and antiques, which would be thrown to He Songling for nothing, his heart bled.

"Our Zhuge family has been around for nearly two thousand years. When have we ever done something so aggrieved? How do you manage to be the head of this family? When you go there in the future, will you be worthy of our ancestor, Lord Kong Ming?

I think the head of this family, you might as well pass it on to me now, I will never let the Zhuge family do such a cowardly thing. Wu Hou Zhuge family, even if they are dead, are still famous and famous people! "

"Asshole! Rebellion, rebellion!"

Zhuge Xianglin opened a formation under his feet, and his Qi body floated in all directions. It looked like he was going to start a big one: "Get out of here right now! Take the money and give it to Mr. He. Mr. He won't bother with you!"

"He doesn't bother me, but I still bother him. Dad, that's 100,000 dollars. Do you know what that means?"

Zhuge Yunpeng showed no sign of weakness and faced his own father, the patriarch of his family, and the leader of his sect with all his strength, with the four dangerous positions aimed at He Songling and Zhuge Xianglin.

"Senior Zhuge, the child is still young and has little experience. Please be lenient with him."

When He Songling saw this, instead of taking any action, he sat back down, crossed his legs, drank a bottle of Bing Kuo Luo and watched the show. He even thought of giving a bottle to each of the five fellow apprentices behind him.

"Brother, this is really..." Zhao Lunren was a more honest person. Seeing that Zhuge Yunpeng was going to fight with his own father and was obviously going to attack him and other members of the Sanyi Sect, he quietly asked He Songling whether he should strike first.

"Oh, no need to worry. Although the old village chief Zhuge is a bit indecisive and likes to vomit after eating, and has little control over his own clan, he can still handle his son who has not seen much of the world."

He Songling's words were full of thorns, and his sarcastic tone made Zhuge Xianglin's face turn red.

"Mr. He, you don't have to speak for this brat. He is not inexperienced in the martial arts world. I have been training him to be the next head of the family since he was a child.

Now it seems that he is simply not smart enough and has no courage. Zhuge Yunpeng, you have lost your position as the next head of the family. From now on, you have to stay at home and stay here!

If you don't want to, you can divide the family property yourself. I will return the rotten wooden antiques you took down to you. The Zhuge family will not be left without money just because of your family's small donations!"

"Dad, please stop being stubborn!" Zhuge Yunpeng shouted anxiously.

"It's you who are stubborn, brother."

(End of this chapter)