Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

Yan Sen may seem carefree and playful at times, but when it comes to serious matters, he is absolutely meticulous. His abilities are directly proportional to his quirky sense of humor.

After discovering that the Qi within the bald man's body did not belong to him, he led Dou Le and Xia He to "feel" each of the dozen or so strange people who had been captured recently.

As expected.

Without exception, each of these people had a strange, parasitic, dark blue mass of Qi residing deep within their dantian.

Although these energy clusters vary in size and activity level, they are essentially the same.

"Tsk, interesting."

Yan Sen straightened up, took the wet wipe Xia He handed him, wiped his hands, and showed some interest in his eyes.

"Uncle Dou, we can now preliminarily confirm that these guys were instigated to attack ordinary people, and it's definitely related to the Quanxing Sect. As for whether it was Shen Chong or what his purpose was, it's still hard to say."

Upon hearing this, Dou Le's face darkened considerably.

He touched his sparsely shaved forehead and sighed.

"These troublemakers, they just won't stop..."

That's basically it for today's class. Yan Sen and Xia He don't need to worry about the rest.

"Uncle Dou, that's about enough. That's all the technical support I can provide for now."

Yan Sen yawned, glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already night. "We can't help you with the specifics of the interrogation."

"How do we interrogate him? We'll interrogate him through the night! We'll have the guys in charge of the interrogation work overtime." Dou Le's eyes were bloodshot. "This can't be delayed. Every minute we delay could mean another victim."

"Take it easy, don't collapse on the job," Yan Sen said, half-jokingly, as he helped Dou Le catch his breath. "If you collapse, who will take care of everything in the East China region?"

"Don't worry, even though I'm thinning, I'm still in good health. I'll just sleep on the sofa in the office tonight." Dou Le waved his hand, trying to shoo him away.

"You two must be exhausted after a long day, go home and get some rest. Just keep your phones on, I'll contact you as soon as I have any results."

Stepping out of the company gate, the chilly autumn night wind swept over me.

Xia He shrank her neck and naturally put her hands into Yan Sen's pockets.

"Are you cold?" Yan Sen pulled her into his arms.

"It's alright, just a little tired." Xia He leaned on his shoulder, her voice soft and sweet. "Back to the hotel?"

"Back to the hotel. The new apartment just had its floors laid, and the smell is too strong; it's uninhabitable yet." Yan Sen hopped onto the black Harley, handed the helmet to Xia He, and said, "Hold on tight, we're flying back."

They sped along at breakneck speed.

Back in her hotel room, Xia He kicked off her boots and collapsed onto the sofa, not wanting to move a single finger.

Yan Sen locked the door, hung up their coats, turned around and looked at Xia He, who was sprawled out like a rag doll. His eyes darted around and a wicked smile crept onto his lips.

"Xiangxiang."

"What..." Xia He replied weakly with her eyes closed.

"Look, it's getting late, and we're all tired, right?" Yan Sen walked to the sofa, squatted down, and looked at Xia He with a serious expression.

Xia He opened one eye, looking at him warily: "So? What are you trying to say?"

"So, in order to respond to the national call for energy conservation and emission reduction, and also so that we can go to bed and rest as soon as possible..." Yan Sen pointed to the direction of the bathroom, revealing his true intentions, "I think we need to adopt a more efficient way of washing up."

"For example... showering together?"

Xia He was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes.

"Why would we save time if we shower together?" Xia He reached out and poked Yan Sen's forehead. "Besides, are you only thinking about taking a shower, you little rascal?"

"How could you not? Xiangxiang." Yan Sen held her fingers, his face full of heartache. "How could you think of me like that? Think about it, you shower for half an hour, I shower for half an hour, and an hour is gone. If we shower together, it will only take forty minutes at most, which saves us twenty minutes of sleep time, right?"

"And..." Yan Sen lowered his voice, leaning close to Xia He's ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, "I can also give you a back rub, how about that, how's that for sincerity?"

Xia He felt a tingling sensation in her ears and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Although he knew this guy was just talking nonsense, looking into his bright eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say no.

Actually... she was thinking about it too.

"...Okay, it's a deal then." Xia He bit her lip, her eyes darting around, her voice becoming whimpering, "It's just a bath, no...no messing around, and you have to go to bed early."

"Don't worry! I, Yan Sen, am a gentleman! I keep my word!" Yan Sen patted his chest and assured him.

However, as it turns out, a man's words are often deceitful.

What was originally planned as an "efficient washing up" session of forty minutes turned into a two-hour "wrestling game".

The bathroom was filled with steam, and the mirror was covered with a thick layer of fog.

The sound of the showerhead running was loud, but it couldn't mask the noise coming from inside.

"Yan Sen! Where are you putting your hands?!"

"Scrub my back! We're not finished yet!"

"Is that a back? That's... ugh... you bastard..."

"Don't move, don't move, you've slipped..."

It was already past midnight when the two of them finally emerged from the bathroom wrapped in bath towels.

Xia He was carried out by Yan Sen.

Her body was as limp as a puddle of water, her cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes, her eyes were glazed, and her lips were slightly swollen, clearly indicating that she had just had a heated "discussion".

Yan Sen gently placed her on the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and then crawled in himself, looking refreshed as if he had just recharged.

"Liar... big liar..." Xia He huddled under the covers, her eyelids drooping from exhaustion, but she still managed to kick Yan Sen. "Is this what you call saving time? I could have gone to sleep right after showering, but look at the time!"

"Ahem, that just shows we have great teamwork and are really into it." Yan Sen shamelessly pulled her into his arms and kissed her on the forehead. "Alright, alright, now the two of you can go to sleep."

Xia He snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position, mumbled a few words, and soon began to breathe evenly.

Yan Sen looked at his girlfriend in his arms, his eyelids began to droop, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

......

I slept soundly for days.

Yan Sen was awakened by a sudden and piercing phone ring.

"Tsk... Xiangxiang... whose phone is ringing?"

Yan Sen mumbled something in his sleep and instinctively tried to turn over to grab his phone.

However, as soon as he moved his hand, he felt that the texture in his hand was a little strange.

Warm, soft, and even surprisingly elastic...

Yan Sen struggled to open one eye, his gaze gradually focusing.

All he could see was his own large hand, which was covering Tuantuan with extreme dominance and precision, gripping her tightly.

Xia He had already woken up by this time.

She lay on her side, propping her head up with one hand, her deep blue eyes filled with a playful smile as she stared at Yan Sen.

"Awake?" Xia He raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over Yan Sen's hand. "What's wrong? Why are you holding on so tightly? You're quite possessive of your food, aren't you?"

Yan Sen blushed, but adhering to the principle that "as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed," he not only didn't let go, but also gave it a couple more squeezes with a straight face.

"This is my private property. What's wrong with me keeping an eye on it while I sleep? It's perfectly reasonable and legal," Yan Sen said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"Pah! Shameless!" Xia He spat, slapping his hand. "Answer the phone! It's been ringing for ages, so annoying!"

Yan Sen reluctantly withdrew his hand and took out his phone from under the pillow.

Caller ID: [Xie Guangkun].

"Hey? Uncle Dou? Any results from the interrogation?" Yan Sen answered the phone and pressed the speakerphone button. His voice was still hoarse from just waking up. "If you don't have some good news this early in the morning, I'll really consider you a nuisance."

"Stop joking around." Dou Le got straight to the point. "The results of last night's all-night interrogation and the summary are in."

Upon hearing this, Yan Sen and Xia He's expressions both became more serious.

"Those guys aren't thinking straight right now, like they've been drinking fake alcohol, but we don't need to know too much. Knowing who did it is enough." Dou Le's voice carried a hint of coldness. "Our previous suspicions have been confirmed. It was Shen Chong who caused this trouble, but it wasn't just Shen Chong; there was someone else."

"Two?" Yan Sen instantly became more alert, sitting up in bed. "Who's the other one?"

"They say it's a fat monk with his chest exposed." Dou Le's voice lowered. "Based on our initial assessment, it should be Lei Yanpao—Gao Ning. Xiao Yan, you're such a jinx."

"These two actually teamed up?" Yan Sen frowned. "What about their location? Can you pinpoint their exact location?"

"That's the difficulty," Dou Le sighed. "These two are slippery; the surveillance cameras can't catch them at all. Those guys we caught were cannon fodder they found in Nanchang; they had no idea where they were. They only knew to go to a certain place regularly to 'deliver goods,' but that place was always different."

"So..." Dou Le paused, a hint of anticipation in his voice, "That's why your uncle came looking for you, right?"

"Xiao Yan, Lao Liao mentioned your abilities to me when he was bragging before. He said that as long as you can see someone's Qi or touch the traces they left behind, you can find the person by following the clues?"

"That's true." Yan Sen didn't deny it, toying with a strand of Xia He's long hair in his hand. "But Uncle Dou, this job isn't easy. Finding two deliberately hidden masters in such a large area as East China is like finding a needle in a haystack, incredibly time-consuming and exhausting..."

Yan Sen's meaning was clear—business is business, and although his relationship with Na Du Tong was currently quite good, he wasn't a free long-term employee.

He didn't care about the money. He had helped the company for so many years, but the company had never given him a penny. It would be good to gain some favor. He had many friends around him, and who knows, he might need them someday.

Dou Le on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then chuckled a few times.

"Hahaha! You little rascal!"

"Don't worry! Unlike those two stingy paupers who only try to pressure you with favors, I'll not only do you a favor, I'll also pay your bill!"

"This mission is a personal commission from the East China Region to you." Dou Le's voice exuded an air of wealth and arrogance. "After it's done, I'll approve a special bonus for you. As for the amount... I won't say it's a lot, but it definitely won't disappoint you."

Yan Sen's hand holding the phone trembled twice, and he raised an eyebrow.

Did I mishear because I had just woken up and my hearing was impaired?

"Are you really going to pay?" Yan Sen asked, confirming.

"Of course, I'll have to think about the exact amount, but it will definitely be substantial."

Yan Sen turned to look at Xia He beside him, his eyes filled with disbelief.

how many years?

When has Yan Sen ever seen a return on his favors when he does things for everyone?!

Let's not even talk about the three from the Xu family. Not only did they not give her any money, they also invited Feng Baobao to their house for a meal.

Not to mention Uncle Liao's side, all his work was for nothing!

"Uncle Dou, don't say anything more, I'll do it!"

Yan Sen slapped his thigh and declared righteously, "The Quanxing heretics are despicable and deserve to be killed by everyone! Maintaining social stability is the inescapable responsibility of us extraordinary beings!"

"Alright, alright, don't give me that crap. Hurry up and get ready, come to my office."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Sen tossed his phone onto the bed, sprawled out on it, and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Uncle Dou is a good person to get along with!"

"What a jerk." Xia He rolled her eyes at him, got out of bed, and said, "Go wash up quickly, I'm going to change my clothes."

Yan Sen lay on the bed, watching Xia He walk barefoot on the carpet, her graceful figure appearing and disappearing in the morning light.

She didn't rush to get dressed, but instead strolled over to the wardrobe and began choosing her "battle outfit" for the day.

Her fair skin gleamed like ivory in the sunlight, her legs were long and slender, her waist was so thin it could be encircled by one hand, and her breasts trembled slightly with each movement...

"I said, Xiangxiang..." Yan Sen felt a rush of heat to his head, swallowed hard, "It's so early in the morning, can't we be a little more mindful of our image? At least put on some clothes before wandering around..."

Xia He held a black, tight-fitting vest in her hand, turned her head, and looked at him with a half-smile.

Not only did she not wear any clothes, but she also went a step further and twirled around, showing off her impressive figure.

"What? Shy?" Xia He raised an eyebrow, her tone laced with provocation. "Haven't you seen everything you should have seen? And everything you shouldn't have seen, so why are you pretending to be a gentleman now?"

"Besides..." Xia He walked to the bedside, leaned down, her nose almost touching Yan Sen's, her azure eyes full of mockery, "At a time like this, do you still want to do something else? Hmm?"

Yan Sen looked at the vivid and sensual scene before him, took a deep breath, and suddenly threw off the covers and jumped out of bed.

"Demon! Don't even think about disturbing my Daoist heart!"

As Yan Sen rushed into the bathroom, he shouted, "I have to go to work! Being even a minute late is disrespectful to my sugar daddy!"

Behind them, Xia He's unrestrained laughter rang out.