Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 44 Destiny, Destiny Again

"Is your guess true?" On the viewing platform, Feng Zhenghao looked at his son seriously. The sunlight slanted down on his face, between light and dark. He raised his hand and moved his glasses, and the lenses flashed an arc of light, making it impossible to see his eyes.

"What Grandpa Wang said should be correct." Feng Xingtong answered honestly.

"Hmm." After a moment's silence, Feng Zhenghao said, "Since we're both descendants of the Eight Great Skills, we should look out for each other. Now that you've struck up a conversation with him, don't miss this opportunity. See if you can recruit him into the Tian Xia Association before his identity is exposed."

"Don't worry, Dad, leave this to me." Feng Xingtong patted his chest and promised. He felt that he and Russell got along very well. In addition, they had the same status and the series of benefits of Tianxiahui. He could definitely invite the other party to join Tianxiahui.

"Shayan, you have also met Russell. What do you think of him?" Feng Zhenghao shifted his gaze to his daughter who was posing with her arms crossed.

"I'll try my best." Feng Shayan, who was called over, clenched her fists and didn't give a direct answer. Feng Zhenghao sighed and said, "No rush. The Luotian Grand Ceremony is still five days away. Let's wait and see."

He founded the Tianxiahui and brought it to its current height. He himself also successfully entered the Ten Lords Conference and became one of the Ten Lords.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Feng family of Tianxiahui is at its peak and has become a behemoth that can compete with the four major families.

But only he himself knows.

Everything he has now is just a castle in the air.

If he wants to keep everything going and prevent it from falling apart after his death, he must find support for his children as much as possible.

Originally, in his plan, he wanted his son Feng Xingtong to marry Lu Linglong from the Lu family, to take advantage of the Lu family's connections, and then let his daughter Feng Shayan marry Zhang Chulan, to rely on the behemoth of Tianshi Mansion as a backer.

But now, Zhang Chulan has clearly rejected Feng Shayan, which makes him feel very sorry.

Of course, no matter how unfortunate it was, he couldn't impose his will on him, so he could only try his best to make friends with him.

After all, Feng Zhenghao is one of the people who knows Zhang Chulan best in the world. He knows better than anyone that it is not a good thing to be targeted by a little fox like Zhang Chulan who is good at hiding.

Since the line with Zhang Chulan was broken, the second people he considered were actually two people, Zhuge Qing from the Zhuge family and Wang Bing from the Wang family.

However, the former's family does not advocate marriage. As a sorcerer, apart from seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, he acts more on his heart. This approach is obviously not feasible.

As for the latter, he had inquired about it and had seen it with his own eyes. He found that Wang was not a good match either in terms of reputation or character.

He is looking for a son-in-law, not selling his daughter.

If he sacrificed his daughter's happiness in order to get close to the Wang family, it would undoubtedly deviate from his original intention of arranging everything.

Fortunately, Russell appeared at this time.

According to Xingtong, Russell didn't give him a bad first impression, and that was enough.

……

Back mountain, woods.

After finally explaining to the other party that he was just feeling a little tired and not suffering from kidney deficiency, Wang Ye let out a long sigh.

"I'm so tired. I'm not even this tired from practicing Tai Chi in the mountains." Wang Ye took out a bottle of Boluzi from his backpack, unscrewed the bottle and started drinking it.

"Paul, you're so rich." Russell clicked his tongue and shook his head in amazement.

This water costs thirty yuan a bottle, which is enough to cover his daily food expenses when he was in college.

"Oh, I picked up this stuff on the plane. If you want, I'll give you a bottle." As he said that, Wang took out another bottle from his bag and handed it to Russell.

"What kind of plane? The service quality is so high?" Russell asked curiously.

"My private jet." Russell: "..."

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, who will be happy if you kill yourself?

"Master, what do you want to talk to me about?" Russell went straight to the point.

"Nothing, I just wanted to get to know the contestants in advance. It's rare for me to come down from the mountain, so I have to make more friends." Wang Ye stretched lazily.

"Making friends. You followed me all the way and said you wanted to make friends with me. Do you believe what you said, Master Wang?" Russell looked at Wang Ye with amusement. He had been wandering around the back mountain for half an hour, and Wang Ye had followed him for at least twenty minutes.

Although it may have been an accidental encounter at the beginning, the subsequent twenty minutes of tracking definitely had other purposes.

"Alas... trouble, I shouldn't have come to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Curiosity killed the cat!" Wang Ye wailed, then sighed and said seriously, "I want you to give up this Luotian Grand Ceremony."

"No, Master Wang, you want me to withdraw from the competition just by talking nonsense. Isn't that a bit outrageous?" Russell curled the corners of his mouth and stared at Wang Ye's eyes, waiting for him to give him an explanation.

"Do you believe in fate?" Wang Ye asked, "Everyone has a certain impact on the world from birth. Some have a greater impact, some have a smaller one. Warlocks call this influence a person's life weight."

"So?" Russell gestured for Wang to continue.

"Your life is very important. I tried to predict your fate, but what I got was a fireball brighter than the sun. I almost went blind." Wang Ye pointed to the dark circles and red bloodshot in his eyes, which gave some credibility to his statement.

After a pause, Wang Ye continued, "Although I don't know what happened, after your Luotian Grand Ceremony, it will have an impact on the world that is no less than the creation of the universe. If we are not careful, this impact will be a devastating disaster."

"So, because of this unknown impact, you want me to withdraw from the competition and solve this problem from the source?" Russell pointed at himself.

"This is the simplest and most direct solution." Wang Ye nodded.

Rather than solving the problem, he prefers to solve the person who caused the problem.

"Heh...what if I refuse?" Russell narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

He does maintain a certain degree of favorability towards the characters in the original novel, but this favorability also has a bottom line. Once this bottom line is touched, you can't blame him for being ruthless.

"Just refuse, what can I do?" Wang Ye leaned back and lay on the ground with his legs spread out.

Wang Ye gave up very decisively.

He is just a sorcerer, not a god.

Just try your best. Do you really expect him to work hard?

He is not Zhuge Liang, and he has neither the ability nor the ambition.

"You're quite interesting." The tense atmosphere dissipated, and Russell happily let down his guard.

"Yeah, I think so too."

"Candidates please come forward one by one and draw your own number from the box."

The two were chatting, and not long after, the broadcast on Longhu Mountain sounded the announcement that the Luotian Grand Ceremony had begun.

"Let's go and draw lots." Russell dusted himself off and pulled Wang up. "If we're lucky, we'll end up in the same group. If you eliminate me, that could change the fate you mentioned."

"Why do I feel like you want to take this opportunity to beat me up?" Wang Ye curled his lips. If fate could really be changed so easily, then what kind of fate would that be?

(End of this chapter)