Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 79 Wang Ai: Let Quan Xing Kill Me

"Brother He, are we not there yet?"

Wang Ai asked He Songling beside him tremblingly.

Of course, the cancellation of orders had to be reported to the Tang Sect headquarters. The branch office had no control over it, and the sect leader had to give his approval. So He Songling took Wang Ai to Sichuan again.

But this trip to Sichuan was not in vain. He Songling walked as slowly as he could. If Wang Ai had not been alone, he would have almost asked him to carry the sedan chair all the way from the Wang family to Sichuan.

You know, although the dirty tricks with the Wang family have come to a temporary end, those who heard about the Wang family and wanted to snatch He Songling's "magic power" have not stopped. After such a long period of fermentation, the real Quan Xing has already arrived.

Along the way, a group of desperadoes kept launching suicide attacks on He Songling and Wang Ai. Especially Wang Ai, who had no ability. Along the way, everyone knew that there was a little fat man with no ability following He Songling, and he might be a breakthrough point, so they all came to kill him.

Now Wang Aike truly realized how powerful he was and how dangerous this matter was.

Wang Ai was so frightened during the journey that he suffered from neurasthenia. He could not eat or sleep well. In addition, he had to run errands for He Songling and drive the carriage along the way. By the time the boy arrived in Sichuan, the fat on his face had been lost a lot.

"No, I have to cancel it myself. You can't pretend to be me." Tang Bingwen refused righteously, "This order cannot be cancelled. Mr. He, please go to Wang's house again."

"No, I'm Wang Ai, I am!" Wang Ai almost cried anxiously. If this happened again, he would be dead for He Songling's behavior. He puffed up his cheeks to prove to Tang Bingwen, "Old gatekeeper, I just lost weight. It's really me, please cancel it!"

"Oh...Looking at it this way, wow, it really is." Tang Bingwen pulled out a photo from the sleeve of his gown, pretended to compare it for a long time, and then nodded, "Okay, then go over there and fill out the form and go through the cancellation process."

"Ah? What's the process?" Wang Ai had a bad feeling when he heard Tang Bingwen's words.

"Hey, it's nothing, just the reason for placing the order, the reason for cancellation, and so on. It's very simple." Tang Bingwen smiled like an old fox who wanted to steal a chicken.

This was a tacit understanding between him and He Songling. The Tang Sect had no good feelings towards Wang Ai. They had lost an outstanding disciple for no reason, and then someone came to their door and learned all their skills. They had to publicly admit that the Tang Sect was not as skilled as Wang Ai, which was a huge loss of face.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the sect's rules, Tang Bingwen really wanted to turn Wang Ai's fat into some sky lanterns.

"Why? I heard there was a big commotion in the Wang family?" Tang Bingwen glanced at He Songling calmly and asked calmly, "You dare to do this, aren't you afraid of breaking away from the right path?"

"I've blamed it all on Quan Xing. Besides, I'm not afraid of anything. This was allowed by my master. Fortunately, the Wang family knew what to do. Otherwise, Lao Zuo and I would have to fight against the Wang family. Then I'll see who will betray the right path." He Songling said with a sneer.

He Songling and Tang Bingwen were chatting here, while Wang Ai was almost tortured to death by Tang Mingyi.

He threw a stack of papers onto the table and asked impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"I, um, I came to cancel the order..." Wang Ai was frightened by Tang Mingyi's behavior. If he met him in the wild, he might not be afraid, but Wang Ai was being chased all the way, and this was in the Tang Sect's base camp, so he couldn't help but be afraid.

"Cancel the order? It's time to get off work. Come back when you get to work." Tang Mingyi took the paper back.

"No, that's just a form to cancel an order..."

"Huh? You didn't understand when I said it was time to get off work, right?" Tang Mingyi glared at Wang Ai with red eyes, scaring him so much that he almost retracted his head back into his chest.

"I understand, I understand. I'll come back tomorrow."

"Who told you to come tomorrow? The day after tomorrow! We have a weekend off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." "Huh?" Wang Ai didn't even understand what Tang Mingyi was talking about at first. "No, Fairy, Female Bodhisattva, let's be flexible... I'll fill out the form first."

Wang Ai was sensible and quietly handed over a small bag of dollars.

"Hmm..." Tang Mingyi weighed it calmly for a few times, "Alright, fill it out. Fill it out clearly. If there are any questions, come back and fill it out again."

"Hey hey hey, okay." Wang Ai sat down excitedly, but was dumbfounded when he looked at the form.

"Name, age, gender, occupation, home address, father's name, mother's name, father's contact information, mother's contact information, hobbies, whether married, family property status. When did you place the order? Why are you canceling it? Please list twelve reasons for canceling the order, each of which should be no less than 800 words."

"Ah? No, ah?" Wang Ai swore that he really wanted to use the magic to fuck this old woman, if her eyes hadn't been bloodshot and she hadn't pulled out the knife from her waist.

"Sister, oh, look, what is this? I just want a pen..." Wang Ai was scared faster than a rabbit.

"No, I said I'm off work. Giving you a watch is already breaking the rules." Tang Mingyi rolled his eyes. They are almost the same age, so why is this little fat guy so different from the bastard standing over there?
"Still talking." Wang Ai sighed. He couldn't be stopped without a pen. How could someone from the Wang family not carry a pen?

After finally writing it, people have already finished their dinner. Now the little fat guy has to lose weight again.

He went to Tang Mingyi, but Tang Mingyi didn't recognize him and would cut him with a knife if he stopped him for a while. Wang Ai had no choice but to rely on the fact that He Songling was familiar with Tang Bingwen and report directly to a higher level.

"Old gatekeeper, this is my application for cancellation. I hope you will approve it!" Wang Ai handed over the form with both hands and said respectfully.

"Well, good. As expected of the eldest son of the Wang family, this writing is quite good." Tang Bingwen nodded, "The cancellation fee is three times the deposit."

"Ah, isn't it ten times?" Wang Ai wanted to cover his mouth as soon as he said this, but it was too late. Reality is not a chat software and cannot be withdrawn.

"Oh, yes, ten times, ten times. I'm old, and my brain is not working anymore." Tang Bingwen glanced at He Songling. Good boy, you are even more evil than me. "Pay the money."

"Here." Wang Ai gave another bag of dollars to Tang Bingwen with a bitter face.

"Okay, go back." Tang Bingwen said with a smile after receiving the money.

"Cancellation successful?" Wang Ai was full of hope.

"No. We in the Tang Sect have a very clear and strict division of labor. You have to go through the cancellation process at the cancellation window. I'm the head of the sect, I don't care about that. I'm only responsible for assigning people to be the clerks at the cancellation window."

"Then I'll look for Tang Mingyi again?"

"No, the clerks at our cancellation counter are mobile. Who will be there next week? I need to think about it carefully when I go to work next week. You know, the old man's brain is not very good." Tang Bingwen said with a smile: "Please wait patiently for 7-14 working days."

"Pfft!"

Wang Ai fell backwards.

"Let Quan Xing kill me!"

(End of this chapter)