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A bowl of soup was emptied by Zhou Heng alone, and Miss Tong himself had also tasted some of it.

Similar to Merlin's reaction, the bowl of soup was so salty that even she was unable to taste it herself. However, Zhou Heng was able to drink it with relish, bowl after bowl.

"Is this person's taste so strong?" Merlin muttered.

Miss Tong had heard people say that there were some people who were born with a light mouth and needed to eat more salt than others. However, this was the first time she saw such a thing in her life. Is it an illness?

After using the soup with satisfaction, Zhou Heng excitedly went to try out the other dishes, but these dishes did not fail like the bowl of soup.

After moving the chopsticks a few times to taste all the dishes, Zhou Heng put down the chopsticks.

Meanwhile, Merlin and Miss Tong were shocked by Zhou Heng's strange taste, their thoughts no longer on the dishes.

"Big Brother Zhou." Seeing that Zhou Heng had put down his chopsticks, Miss Tong felt that it was time to talk about proper matters. Although there was still Mei Lin here, an outsider, she still wanted to say something that could not be spread out.

"Hmm? "What is it?" Zhou Heng was currently in a very good mood. Although only the bowl of soup fit his tastes, this was already a giant breakthrough, he was prepared to ask the Miss Tong about the cooking method of the soup later on to properly study it.

"Big Brother Zhou, I'm going to the Beiping in a few days." The Miss Tong said softly.

Beiping? Merlin looked at the Miss Tong.

"Is that so?" Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment. He did not know why the Miss Tong would suddenly mention this to him.

"That's right," Miss Tong said. "Go to Beiping and participate in a competition that concerns the fate of our Tong Family."

Zhou Heng nodded, he could roughly guess what Miss Tong meant.

"That, I hope …" Miss Tong's voice became softer and softer. She was hesitating, hesitating whether or not she should add to Big Brother Zhou's trouble.

"I'll help you," Zhou Heng said with a smile, not waiting for Miss Tong to make an invitation, "I'll accompany you to Beiping."

Miss Tong was stunned, but Merlin had an expression of "I knew he would agree".

"Zhou, Big Brother Zhou," the gratitude in Miss Tong's heart couldn't be expressed in words, "I, I —"

"You're too formal." Zhou Heng shrugged his shoulders, "I'm just helping you out with a little, nothing much."

"Thank you, thank you." Miss Tong suddenly turned her head and wiped her eyes.

It was Zhou Heng's turn to be surprised. He did not know that Miss Tong would be moved so easily. In fact, even if it wasn't due to their previous friendship, even if it was just for the sake of this bowl of soup, Zhou Heng had every reason to help her.

And in the eyes of the Miss Tong, Zhou Heng's generosity and decisiveness was enough to move her, especially that considerate promise before she even opened her mouth …

People of different genders always treat the same thing differently. When Zhou Heng was considering this matter, he would only consider whether the Miss Tong was worth his help, and whether he could help the other party. However, what the Miss Tong was thinking about was Zhou Heng not hesitating when he was helping him, and also the initiative of understanding others. Men are always on the more rational side, and women are always on the more emotional side.

But Merlin was neither on the perceptual side nor entirely on the rational side.

"Let me go to Beiping as well." Merlin said suddenly.

"Eh?" Miss Tong was slightly surprised, she never thought that this foreign youth would say such a thing.

"I will definitely be able to help you," Merlin smiled. "Tong Jiejie."

Zhou Heng frowned, what was this guy planning now? The impression the Magus King gave him was too bad. Zhou Heng couldn't help but start to guess Merlin's actions. But in truth, from start to finish, Merlin had never given Zhou Heng any trouble. On the contrary, no matter if it was in front of the clock tower or during KTV, Merlin had provided a great help to Zhou Heng.

"You're too young." The Miss Tong said to Merlin, "If we are going out to play, we will definitely bring you with us." Actually, there was another reason. The outside world knew that Zhou Heng, the "new star Feng Shui Master", had inextricably linked with the Tong Family, but Merlin, the Foreigners was different.

"I'm serious," Merlin scratched his head. "Don't look at me like that, I'm sure I can be of use in this crucial moment." After he finished speaking, he looked towards Zhou Heng, as if he was expecting Zhou Heng to say a few good words for him.

Zhou Heng hesitated.

"In a sense," Zhou Heng recalled what happened after he met Merlin, "He can indeed help you."

"I did." Merlin smiled proudly.

"But … but …" Miss Tong was still hesitating, she was not someone who did not have her own will. On the contrary, as the manager of Tong Family, what she could not lack the most was her own will. But for some reason, when she was in front of Zhou Heng, she was hesitant, and did not have the spirit of a Tong Family leader.

"I will definitely perform well." Merlin laughed.

The Miss Tong didn't know that the two external helpers he had invited, no matter if it was one of them, could easily overturn the current declining Chinese feng shui.

However, the opponents of the Miss Tong had also found outside help.

Beiping, Special Faculty.

"The day of the competition with the Tong Family is approaching," a researcher who was currently putting the weapons and equipment that Xu Yi had messed up back into the alloy storage rack said, "To think that such a thing would happen."

"Count them a few more times," said another researcher, "especially the ones you need for the competition. Do a detailed examination at one point."

"Yes." The researcher who was cleaning up nodded. "Of course."

Is the Special Faculty an opponent of the Tong Family? Of course not.

"I wonder how long they'll need to borrow the money?" Another researcher held an extremely thick checklist in his hand as he carefully inspected the loss of weapons and equipment.

"I think the competition with Tong Family should end." The researcher who was cleaning up said. Someone borrowed a bunch of tools from them through their relationship with the Special Faculty, and wanted to use it in their competition with him.

"He even said he wanted to borrow someone!" "It's a lion's mouth," said the researcher with the checklist, "and you don't have to be afraid of choking."

"How can our people make a public appearance? There's no need to think about it, Principal Yang will definitely reject them." The researcher who was cleaning up said.

The Dean Yang they were talking about was the ghost Yang Kuo.