Under One Person: God Profiler

"Brother Xia! I'm sorry! I'll do anything you ask if you're willing to forgive me!"

Just as Xia Linyuan was about to say something, a scream pierced the air.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

The old master pushed Tian Jinzhong, running wildly with his eyes closed. His beard and eyebrows fluttered in the wind.

"Senior brother! Slow down!"

Tian Jinzhong, sitting in his wheelchair, stared wide-eyed, deeply moved. He pleaded loudly.

"I can't slow down! I might slow down, but Old Lu's slaps won't!"

The old master shouted loudly, running even faster, still as playful as a child despite his advanced age.

"Then put me down! Old Lu is going to beat you up! What does that have to do with me!"

"You little brat, you have no sense of camaraderie at all! Fine! I'll use you as a hidden weapon to deal with Old Lu in a bit!"

The old master shouted loudly, speaking as if it were the truth. He pushed Tian Jinzhong and hurriedly ran past Xia Linyuan and Feng Xingtong.

"Old man! You Taoist priest!"

"Stop right there! Zhang Zhiwei! You stop right there!"

Feng Xingtong gave an awkward smile... "The old Celestial Master and the others are really mischievous."

Chapter 48 Our own people! Don't bury them!

"Naughty?"

"Senior Tian Jinzhong has been disabled for many years, and his daily life is taken care of by others. How long do you think it has been since Senior Tian has played like this?"

Xia Linyuan slowly began, "The old Celestial Master is using this method to dispel the pent-up emotions in Senior Tian's heart..."

Hearing Xia Linyuan's explanation, Feng Xingtong suddenly felt that the old Celestial Master's figure had grown taller. Who wouldn't love such a good senior brother?

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly at Feng Xingtong's expression. 'I wonder what Feng Xingtong would think if she knew that Tian Jinzhong was raised by the Old Master, fed porridge spoonful by spoonful.'

If one has one or two brothers like these in life, it can be considered half a complete life.

"Brother Xia~"

Zhang Chulan's cheeky voice rang out again.

Xia Linyuan frowned. He silently rolled up his sleeves and said apologetically to Feng Xingtong, "I'm sorry, Xingtong. Please give my regards to your sister. I have some things to discuss with Zhang Chulan."

Feng Xingtong glanced at Zhang Chulan, then at Xia Linyuan, and suddenly remembered that they both seemed to work at the same company. It was probably a work-related dispute.

He nodded as if he had a sudden realization: "Okay, you two handle it slowly. Harmony brings wealth."

Feng Xingtong said with a grin, then walked alone to the sanatorium.

Xia Linyuan sighed. He turned to Zhang Chulan, whose face was covered in mud, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Chulan lowered his head, looking like a wronged child: "Brother Xia, please forgive me~"

"What did you do? And what do you want me to forgive?"

Xia Linyuan asked the question knowingly.

Zhang Chulan said with a bitter face, "Brother Xia, I didn't mean to scheme against you... If I had any other way, I would never have done such a thing..."

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan's tone became impassioned: "We're brothers! Our fathers even swore an oath of brotherhood!"

Xia Linyuan slowly closed his eyes and said calmly, "Have you seen the two of them become sworn brothers?"

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

"Didn't you say that, Brother Xia?"

"Have I ever seen them become sworn brothers?"

"......"

"So, using this to talk about friendship is the most useless thing you can do. The most unreliable thing is that our fathers became sworn brothers, and your father told me about it himself!"

“When I was seven years old, your father had already dug a pit for me, telling me to go and find you!”

"If they are truly sworn brothers, would anyone exploit their brother's son like this?"

Xia Linyuan's tone was cool, like the chilling autumn wind of the night. But his words were irrefutable.

Zhang Chulan opened his mouth, but was speechless. His father had dug a good trap, but he had overestimated Xia Linyuan's humanity and underestimated his intelligence.

"Feel sorry....."

All the words in the world can be summed up in just two words.

Xia Linyuan looked at Zhang Chulan: "No need to apologize, neither of us owes the other anything."

"If you truly feel ashamed, then please remove your mask before continuing to speak to me..."

Zhang Chulan was stunned, touched his face, and looked completely bewildered. "A mask?"

Xia Linyuan chuckled, said nothing more, and changed the subject, asking, "Are you confident about tomorrow's match?"

Zhang Chulan froze. "Brother Xia, wait a minute, let me make a call first."

"Call Feng Baobao?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head, looking puzzled. "Brother Xia, how did you know?"

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly, a smile that was as gentle as a spring breeze: "Is Feng Baobao burying people now?"

Zhang Chulan nodded.

Xia Linyuan's smile deepened: "Congratulations, you've inadvertently offended a Taoist priest..."

Zhang Chulan pondered for a moment, "How can it be considered completely without cause..."

"I can't beat him..."

Seeing the smile on Xia Linyuan's face, Zhang Chulan seemed to realize something. He quickly dialed the phone.

"Sister Bao'er! Sister Bao'er! We're on the same side! Don't bury her!"

Chapter 49 Wang Ai's Attention

"Huh? What do you mean 'one of us'? Let me tell you, if you dare to bother me again, I'll chop you in half with one sword."

"beep."

Zhang Chulan stared at the disconnected phone, his expression instantly turning sour. He slammed his head against a nearby tree, yelling in frustration, "Damn it, I'm doomed! My advisor's hired thugs!!!"

"What if he gets pushed too far and turns on you?!"

Seeing Zhang Chulan's expression, Xia Linyuan felt much better.

"Brother Xia, do you know where they are?"

Zhang Chulan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared intently at Xia Linyuan.

Xia Linyuan knew, but didn't want to tell, so he shook his head and said very 'sincerely', "I'm sorry, I didn't see them."

"Ugh!"

Zhang Chulan instantly looked as if he had lost his parents: "We succeeded because of Bao'er, and we also failed because of Bao'er!"

Zhang Chulan let out a long sigh. Then he picked up his phone and continued making calls.

Seeing this, Xia Linyuan turned and walked towards the sanatorium. He planned to go back to rest after visiting Feng Shayan.

Feng Shayan's ward was easy to spot; there were usually only one or two people outside a regular ward. But Feng Shayan's ward... made Xia Linyuan think he was in a supermarket with a checkout line.

Cutting in line... might cause an argument.

After all, this group of people came to curry favor with the World Society...

Calling Xiaoxingtong!

Without saying a word, Xia Linyuan sent Feng Xingtong a WeChat message: "Come pick me up."

The message had just been sent when the front door opened a crack, and Feng Xingtong poked her head out and waved to Xia Linyuan.

Everyone else fawned over Feng Xingtong.

"Xingtong, how is your sister?"

"With a younger brother like Xing Tong, I believe Miss Feng will recover quickly."

Feng Xingtong simply smiled and nodded at all of these words.

Guided by Feng Xingtong, Xia Linyuan entered the ward amidst envious and jealous glances from the crowd.

Inside the ward, a soft yellow light illuminated the entire room, and the air was filled with a gentle warmth.

There are two beds inside, separated by a curtain.

On the hospital bed, Feng Shayan wore a black spaghetti strap nightgown, her delicate shoulders exposed to the air. Without saying a word, she exuded the air of a virtuous wife and loving mother.

The other bed held a young man with red hair, shirtless, his bronze skin and muscular build possessing a unique allure to a young girl in the throes of first love. He was constantly on the phone, clearly indicating that the person on the other end was very important to him.

"Lin Yuan, you're here." Feng Zhenghao greeted Xia Lin Yuan with a smile.