novelPitting Schemes
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Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
Playful-sounding laughter rang out in the dead silence of the area.
"I'm Feng Lang. You didn't expect that I would come and see you right?"
"It's you?" Feng Lin's face was covered in the darkness; his expression was naturally not revealed.
"Tell me, as a low-grade clansman, shouldn't you be content with what you have? Why must you go against the Head Butler? Are you asking for trouble?..." Feng Lang stood outside the imprisonment room as he nagged in an earnest and well-meaning manner.
"Why? Are you here to mock me?" Feng Lin abruptly interrupted with his cold tone.
"You are mistaken." Feng Lang was very calm."I have no intentions to mock you at all, I'm really impressed by you!"
"Hehe." Feng Lin laughed. The words spoken by this Feng Lang was as fake as it could be. He didn't trust this person at all. He replied calmly, "Impressed by me? Are you joking? As the direct grandson of the clan leader, you belong to the upper echelons of the clan. Would you be impressed by me, a low-grade clansman?"
"It's true." Upon seeing that Feng Lin didn't believe him, Feng Lang's tone grew more sincere."Don't you know that you are now extremely famous within the clan? It has been such a long time since anyone dared to rebut the head butler, let alone making a gambling bet with him. There are many brothers in our clan who wished to get acquainted with such a character like you..."
His words were filled with praise, but there was a slick feel of oiliness. Most probably, nine out of ten sentences he had spoken were all fake!
Even though he was inside the imprisonment room, Feng Lin was seemingly able to see the hypocritical smile on Feng Lang's face.
"No need." Feng Lin calmly spoke, politely declining the goodwill from Feng Lang. He sat cross-legged on the cold ground and closed his mouth, not bothering to say anything more.
This Feng Lang was a well-known silk pants young master of the Feng Clan. He depended on his lineage to get benefits but was an ignorant and incompetent person. The friends who mixed with him were naturally the same as well. After all, birds of a feather flocks together.
Feng Lin didn't have any interest nor time to mix with these silk pants of his Feng Clan.
Let alone the fact that Feng Lang wasn't even his friend.
Originally, Feng Lang and him had a conflict, but now, he actually came here for no rhyme nor reason to seek him out. Even if he used his ass to think, he understood that there was something wrong.
Feng Lin wasn't so foolish to the extent where he would trust people blindly. If not, he wouldn't even know it when others betrayed him.
Seeing that his honey words were useless, and Feng Lin was ignoring him, Feng Lang's expression instantly hardened, becoming extremely unsightly. After all, silk pants young masters all wanted their face.
However, Feng Lin, who was imprisoned, naturally couldn't see the change in Feng Lang's expression. Feng Lang gradually calmed down, his tone grew heavy, and no one could see through what he was thinking about.
"Feng Lin, we might have a minor grudge between us, but if there's no discord, there would be no concord! When I saw your courage when you rebutted against the Head Butler, I already knew that I want to be acquainted with you, " he spoke.
A cold smile appeared on Feng Lin's face that was shrouded by the darkness. You want to play your little schemes in front of me? Who do you think your fooling?
Seeing that Feng Lin continued to ignore him, Feng Lang gritted his teeth, understanding that this man had wariness in his heart against him. It wouldn't be easy to fool him.
How angry was he!
In the clan, because he was of the direct line of descendants, he could always act tyrannically with no one daring to say no to him. When had he ever been faced with such a situation? He came all the way here to fawn on a low-grade clansman, yet he was completely disregarded?!
If he gave in to his temper, he would have long erupted.
But because of his purpose, he could only tell himself to endure this for now. He might be angry, but he had to endure it!
Feng Lang, you are the angriest one.. no, you are the greatest!
Endure, I'll endure, I'll endure again and again!
Finally, after a difficult inner struggle, Feng Lang controlled the anger in his heart.
"Feng Lin, we might have a grudge between us, but what can that count for? We are merely young and impulsive. We can still become friends!
"Let alone you, even I have enough of the Head Butler. He is simply too tyrannical and kept ruthlessly suppressing me!
"We are on the same side."
...
Feng Lang kept talking, wanting to shorten the emotional distance between him and Feng Lin.
No matter how glib your tongue is, it won't be of any effect if my ears are deaf!
These words drifted into Feng Lin's left ear and exited from the right. He didn't bother with what Feng Lang was saying at all.
One who is unaccountably solicitous is undoubtedly hiding evil intentions.
Feng Lin would only believe him if he was dumb.
Looking at how pitifully this fellow was describing himself, those who didn't know his reputation would truly assume that Feng Lang was living a hellish life.
But the reality was that Feng Lang was the grandson of the clan leader. His allowance from the clan would always be over 10, 000 star coins per month.
Clearly, he came here with some strange intentions.
This fellow was going all-out to try to get close to a low-grade clansman like him. Clearly, he had some scheme up his mind.
Feng Lin wanted to see what scheme this fellow was playing, but he couldn't act like he was the one taking the initiative.
This was a pitting of the schemes. If he could beat Feng Lang at his own game, he might be able to make use of this person to find a way out of his current predicament... ,
Hence, no matter what Feng Lang said, even when his saliva was splashing everywhere from talking too much, Feng Lin remained unmoved.
It lasted until Feng Lang's tongue was exhausted, until Feng Lang completely had no strength left.
Feng Lang stood outside the imprisonment room as he panted. There was an ugly expression on his face. He wanted nothing more than to leave this place at this instant.
However, his feet were stuck to the ground like glue. He really wanted to leave, but he didn't do so.
The grudge he felt was minor, but the purpose he was here was more important!
Before he achieved his purpose, he wasn't willing to leave here just like that.
Yet, this Feng Lin was like a smelly and unyielding rock, completely ignoring him, causing him to not know what to do.
The two of them contemplated in this silence, only the breathing of each other made them aware of their respective existences.
Just when Feng Lang couldn't bear it anymore and had turned to leave, Feng Lin laughed softly, breaking the silence. He lazily spoke, "Just tell me directly what you want. You should stop displaying your minor schemes before my eyes."
Feng Lang halted before he took another step, feeling incomparably depressed.
Hey, you are doing this intentionally right? You ignored me for so long and only bothered to speak with me when I wanted to leave!
Wasn't Feng Lin playing him for a fool?
This was clearly intentional!
Actually, not only was Feng Lin aware of this, wasn't he also aware as well? This was an invisible gamble. Who was the hunter? Who was the prey?
Whoever was the most patient, would occupy the advantage.
Now, it was clear that Feng Lin had evidently already occupied the initiative.
It seemed like it was really not so easy to control Feng Lin.
Feng Lang silently sighed and felt sorry for Feng Lin. Someone like him with such a temperament was actually a low-grade clansman. His birth was too low, this was truly a pity!
But that was also good. Only those who could scheme so deeply could help him to do what he wanted. Also, only those with such low birth would be easier to control.
Wasn't it precisely that he saw all these good points in Feng Lin that he ignored his face and came here to seek him out?
When he heard Feng Lin said this, Feng Lang was clear that his intentions today had already been seen through. It was useless to beat around the bush.
His expression turned solemn as he straightforwardly said, "Do you know that the year is ending. At the end of the year, the clan will organize an event for the clan members to offer sacrifices to our ancestors. At that time, a ranking competition would be held inside our clan, and all Feng clansmen that qualify for the college exam next year can enter to try. For those who are ranked highly, they would be able to obtain the full support of the clan, which can be used as a foundation to get good grades in the college exams!"
"What does this have to do with me?" Feng Lin calmly spoke, not being moved the slightest.
He was well aware that this ceremony wasn't something that only the Feng Clan had. All the small clans of humanity in the Interstellar Era would hold such a ceremony to offer sacrifices to their ancestors, tracing back their bloodline, the origin of their genes, and increasing the cohesiveness of the clan.
But, what had all of this got to do with him, a low-grade clansman?
He didn't believe that these people of the upper echelons would treat him like an equal!
"Have you forgotten?" Feng Lang had a self-satisfied smile."That Head Butler kept speaking about the rules of the clan, believing himself to be the protector of the clan rules right? In that case, the clan rules clearly state that all clansmen of the Feng Clan have to be given the equal rights to choose. If they want to participate, nobody can stop them, not even the Head Butler! Hence, base on theory, everyone in our Feng Clan can participate in the ranking competition as long as they met the prerequisite. Regardless of their social hierarchy!"
Feng Lin's brows furrowed, his heart was finally stirred.
"You are saying... ?"
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