Miss Tong didn't know why Manager He wanted to know more about Zhou Heng. Logically speaking, Manager He wouldn't be able to pass the Yang Family trial, so it was impossible for him to fight Tong Family in the next round. To the Manager He, searching for information on Zhou Heng was not beneficial in any way. However, she also knew that the way this Manager He conducted things couldn't be judged by common sense. To be able to take the initiative to purchase a sports brand and help the He family's old industry complete its transformation, such a business method was enough to show that the Manager He was not an ordinary person.
Without waiting for Miss Tong to think this through, Manager He took the initiative to pass on the new information to him.
"Tong Dang," Manager He moved closer and revealed a mysterious look, "Since you have told me such an important matter, I can't hide it anymore."
Miss Tong laughed in her heart, but she still said: "Could it be that Manager He is also going to tell me about the arrangement of your He Clan's troops?" To be honest, she was not very interested in who the He family would send up. After all, everyone was well aware of the He family's current attainments in the feng shui technique.
"No, no, no," Manager He hurriedly waved his hand, "I've already said that our He Clan is here to make up for the amount." He knew his own limits.
"Li Family," The Manager He lowered his voice, "I want to tell you about the Li Family." The Li Family would be the first opponent for the Tong Family, and there would be a total of two rounds of auditions. If the Tong Family could defeat the Li Family, then the second round opponents would be the victors of the He and Yang Families. And the next round's victorious aristocratic families would receive a small gift from the host.
Although they knew that it was a small gift, they were all modest. Everyone knew that the final winner would definitely receive a generous gift. However, no one was aiming for the final prize, what was more important than the prize was the future of the clan. This time, it seemed like the competition would determine the future of Chinese feng shui, even if a majority of the clans did not participate in this time's test, their team would be especially important.
Perhaps it was because of their deep-rooted conservative attribute, most of the families chose to stand on the side of the Tong Family. It seemed like the He family thought the same way.
"Manager He, what do you want to say?" The Miss Tong asked in a low voice.
"That Li fellow is too shameless, Tong Dang," Manager He said in a voice that no one around him could hear, "Do you know who he invited?" To use shameless words to describe a Patriarch, this kind of words could only be said in the Manager He.
"Who is it?"
"Immortals." The Manager He finally spoke out his answer. Although only the Miss Tong could hear his voice, everyone could see his exaggerated expression when he said those secret words, including the manager of the Li family in the distance.
Miss Tong was stunned. The word "immortal" might sound a little ridiculous in the ears of others, but everyone in the feng shui realm knew the meaning of this word.
"That Li fellow invited an immortal to come down from Mount Kunlun," Manager He continued, "He's determined to win this audition."
After saying this, the distance between Manager He and him widened to a normal amount. Then, he placed the wine cup in his hand next to his mouth and sucked a small mouthful of the liquid in his mouth.
"That's why I said," Manager He smiled and said, "I'm here to make up the numbers. It would be better to say that all three of us are here to make up the numbers. " Although his words were not pleasant to listen to, it was indeed true. Karakorum's' immortal 'and mortal world's' Feng Shui Master 'were on completely different levels.
"Thank you, Manager He, for his advice." It had to be said that the Manager He had given him an extremely useful piece of information, and Miss Tong knew that with her position in the Manager He, she wouldn't spread this information to her.
"I suggest that you better not let that Zhou Heng go on stage." The Manager He suddenly said, "There's no meaning. Losing to an Immortal from Karakorum is not a shameful matter. It would be better to just keep the mystery of this new person to himself, so that he would be more valuable." From the perspective of the merchants, the Manager He gave the Miss Tong a suggestion. In a sense, what Manager He said was not wrong. In a situation where he clearly knew he would lose, it would be better to keep Zhou Heng as a precious chess piece.
But unfortunately, the Miss Tong had never treated Zhou Heng as a chess piece.
She shook her head: "Big Brother Zhou Heng has put in a lot of effort to help me, of course I will unconditionally support him, there's no need to trouble Manager He about this."
"Oh?" Manager He's face revealed a surprised expression, "You're very confident in this Zhou Heng!" He knew his opponent was an immortal, yet he still dared to let Zhou Heng take action. Was that Zhou Heng really that powerful?
Manager He did not expect Miss Tong to actually nod her head so openly. "I have confidence in Big Brother Zhou Heng."
Manager He shook his head in his heart. As expected, he was a little girl who did not know the heights of heaven and earth. Then I shall look forward to Zhou Heng's performance. " He was still smiling.
Miss Tong smiled and nodded: "I believe Big Brother Zhou Heng will definitely not disappoint you." Her trust towards Zhou Heng was not concealed at all when she spoke.
At the same time, Zhou Heng was sitting in his room in the hotel with a frown on his face.
Merlin was in his bed, holding the remote in his hand and constantly switching between TV shows.
He just went out and bought some chips for the white cat, and when he came back, he saw this scene.
"Don't you have your own room?" Zhou Heng stood in front of the television, blocking Merlin's line of sight.
Merlin put down the remote and shook his head.
"Get a room outside." Zhou Heng had thought that the Miss Tong would definitely take care of this matter, but who would have thought that it would bring himself some trouble, "If worst comes to worst, I'll pay for your room." He could not bear to be in the same room with a dangerous Magus.
"I don't have an ID." Merlin's reason was plain.
Zhou Heng was startled for a moment, then asked him: "Then how did you rush from Seaside City to Beiping?"
"By plane." Merlin answered simply with three words, and then added, "I used the gradually fading Technique to hide in a civil aircraft cabin, and then flew from Seaside to Beiping."
Zhou Heng was speechless. Although he was powerful, he was not so powerful that he could solve the problem of using his identity card.
The Miss Tong may have a way, but he couldn't say that Merlin is an evil wizard and hoped that you could help him obtain his temporary identity.
Zhou Heng looked at Merlin, and Merlin also looked at Zhou Heng. Their gazes met, and the atmosphere in the room fell into silence.
Finally, Merlin broke the silence. "May I stay in your room for a while?"
"No way!" Zhou Heng firmly shook his head.
"Just for a few days." Merlin seemed to be begging Zhou Heng.
"Absolutely not!" Zhou Heng persisted.
"I will teach you how to use magic," Merlin looked at Zhou Heng and said, "For now, let me stay for a few days."
Zhou Heng hesitated. Through the analysis of the Heavenly Mage System, his understanding of the power of spells had reached an extreme, but that was only in theory. His methods were extremely monotonous.
"Let's first agree," Zhou Heng said, "This doesn't count as taking you as my master."
"Of course," Merlin said with a smile. "We are mutually beneficial, and in your words, we are the pawns."
"Did you learn this from a Hong Kong film?"