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

"No! Don't cripple me! Hero! Grandpa! I just joined Quanxing! This is my first time acting as a Quanxing member, really! I haven't even submitted my pledge of allegiance yet!" The young man scrambled out, his crotch soaked, snot and tears mixed together, and knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly.

Yan Sen didn't even lift his eyelids, and lightly stepped his right foot onto the ground.

"Buzz—"

A heavy gravitational field instantly enveloped the boy, like an invisible hand pressing down on the back of his neck, slamming his fairly handsome face directly into the muddy ground full of gravel.

"Brother Xu, what do you think?" Yan Sen turned his head, his tone as calm as if he were asking Xu Si what he wanted to eat for dinner. "Rather than taking him back for interrogation, I'd prefer to just kill him. Don't let the fact that this place is next to the national highway fool you; it's an excellent spot for a burial site."

Not far away, Xu Si was dragging the round-faced woman by her hair, like a dead dog.

The woman was no longer the ruthless woman she had been moments before. Her face was covered in blood, and her eyes were unfocused. Clearly, her internal organs had been injured by Xu Si's "human magnetism."

At the same time, Feng Baobao also came over. She kicked the fat man who was tied up like a dumpling with her feet. With each step she took, she kicked him. The fat man rolled on the ground like a ball, his mouth stuffed with rags, whimpering.

"Tsk, no good." Xu Si threw the woman in his hand on the ground, took out a cigarette from his cigarette case, shook out a cigarette, and just held it in his mouth without lighting it. "Don't look at how weak they are. Except for that virgin, the other three are all registered with the company."

Xu Si pointed at the three men on the ground, his eyes filled with disgust: "I dealt with this woman, nicknamed 'Green Snake Mouth' Fu Sheng, who is best at using the Dark Green Fist technique. She has secretly ambushed and crippled several disciples of prestigious sects. Bao Bao caught that fat guy, nicknamed 'Chameleon' Huang Xian, who is also a habitual offender; and the one whose head you stepped on, 'Xingyi Quan' Zhang Haidong. These three are all old hands from the Quanxing Sect. If all the ordinary people died at their hands, it would be enough to make them spend five minutes being shot."

"These bastards used to work in my old man's Central China region, and they only recently came to the Northeast." Xu Si sighed. "Logically, we should just kill them to save trouble, but the company has regulations that require serious criminals who travel across regions to be taken back to verify their criminal records, have their meridians destroyed, and be handed over to the judicial authorities for processing."

Yan Sen curled his lip: "Troublesome."

Just as the two were talking, a rhythmic "crunching" sound came from behind them.

Yan Sen turned around and his eyes twitched involuntarily.

Suddenly, Feng Baobao produced a shovel from somewhere and stood beside the roadside drainage ditch, digging a hole with extremely precise and professional movements. The hole was perfectly square and of just the right depth, clearly the work of an experienced person.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho," Feng Baobao muttered to herself as she dug.

"Baby!" Xu Si sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead. "Stop digging! We need to contact our superiors and get them back. We can't let them bury them here!"

"I know." Feng Baobao straightened up, wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead, and looked at Xu Si with a serious expression. "I'm just practicing a little beforehand. If those Japanese devils come, I can bury them right away."

Xu Si: "..."

Yan Sen: "..."

This woman's thought process is definitely beyond the comprehension of carbon-based life forms.

To be honest, Yan Sen now feels that his words to Xu Si, calling him a human trafficker, were a bit too harsh. He had it tough too.

Yan Sen withdrew his gaze and looked at Xu Si, his expression becoming somewhat solemn. "Since we can't kill him, let's contact Uncle Gao to come and take him away. By the way... we should test him."

Xu Si paused, his cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes instantly sharpening: "You noticed it too?"

"Nonsense." Yan Sen sneered. "How long have we been off the train? We haven't even had a chance to sit down properly, and these Quanxing bastards have already caught up with us. And look at their demeanor, they clearly knew we would take this national highway and made preparations in advance."

"Besides you and me, only Gao Lian knows our whereabouts." Yan Sen pointed to the ground beneath his feet. "There's definitely something fishy going on inside the Northeast region. And this fishy thing is quite powerful."

Xu Si took a deep breath, lit his cigarette, and took a hard drag: "Damn it, the worst-case scenario has happened. There are Japanese devils causing trouble outside, and someone at home is handing me a knife. This job is tough."

"It's tough, but we have to do it." Yan Sen pulled out an old Nokia phone from his pocket. "I'll make this call."

Xu Si thought for a moment and didn't stop him. He just quietly moved closer to Yan Sen, his muscles tense, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

The phone rang three times before being answered.

"Hey? What's wrong, buddy?" Gao Lian's voice came through, sounding a little tired but still full of enthusiasm. "Have you run into some trouble? If you need any support, just say so, and I'll send someone over right away."

Yan Sen held the phone but didn't speak immediately; instead, he remained silent for two seconds.

"Uncle Gao, it's me." Yan Sen's voice was calm, revealing no emotion. "Xu Sige, Bao Bao, and I just got into a fight on the national highway. We arrested a few Quanxing members. These guys were interesting; they knew exactly where we left the city, which road we took, and even what kind of car we were driving."

Yan Sen paused, a hint of amusement in his voice: "I think this matter might be related to the dragon vein incident we're investigating."

Gao Lian was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone.

"Tell me the address." Gao Lian's voice turned cold, the enthusiasm gone, replaced by a businesslike seriousness. "I'll send people... no, I'll lead a team myself to take them in. These bastards, daring to mess with my guests on my turf, they're asking for trouble."

"The address is easy to give." Yan Sen still didn't budge. He looked at the rolling mountains in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed. "But before you come, I have a question that I want you to give me a definite answer to."

Xu Si, who was listening nearby, frowned. He was about to reach for the phone and signaled Yan Sen not to be too impulsive, but Yan Sen stopped him with a look.

"Oh?" Gao Lian seemed to chuckle on the other end of the phone. "What do you want to ask me? Just say it. There aren't that many complicated things between us."

"Is Gao Lian a traitor?"

The moment Yan Sen uttered those seven words, the air seemed to freeze instantly.

Xu Si, standing next to him, jerked his hand, scattering cigarette ash all over the floor. He cursed inwardly, "Damn, this kid's gone mad! So blunt? How are we supposed to have a conversation like this?"

"Hahahaha!" Gao Lian's laughter came from the other end of the phone, his laughter filled with barely suppressed anger. "Man, you really know how to joke with your uncle. You suspect I leaked your whereabouts? You suspect I, Gao Lian, am a traitor? My Gao family has been in business in Northeast China for generations. Why would I need to collude with a bunch of Quanxing freaks?"

Gao Lian's voice grew louder and louder; you could feel his anger at being wronged even through the receiver.

But Yan Sen's expression did not change at all.

He activated the [All Things Connected to Qi], and although he couldn't see the person through the phone, he could feel that with Gao Lian's emotional fluctuations, an extremely subtle yet terrifying Qi field fluctuation came from the other end of the phone.

That is not the noble Qi.

That was... the scent of a wild beast.

"No, you misunderstand." Yan Sen interrupted Gao Lian's roar, his voice becoming unusually low and even carrying a strange rhythm. "I wasn't talking about 'senior'."

Yan Sen took a deep breath and asked, word by word, "I'm asking about 'Gao Lian'."

Yan Sen emphasized those two words.

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone.

A full five seconds passed.

"I am not."

The voice had changed. It was no longer Gao Lian's gentle voice, but had become somewhat hoarse and deep, carrying an ancient flavor that had weathered many storms.

"Never."

Upon hearing this answer, Yan Sen's jawline relaxed, and he smiled.

"Okay, I understand." Yan Sen resumed his obedient junior tone. "I'm sorry for offending Uncle Gao. You can scold or hit me later. We're currently at kilometer XXX on the national highway. Just come over. Remember to bring enough men, so we don't run into any more reckless people."

After saying that, Yan Sen hung up the phone decisively.

Xu Si looked at Yan Sen as if he were a monster: "You kid... what did that mean just now? Who were you talking to? You were talking nonsense."

"Nothing." Yan Sen put his phone back in his pocket without explaining, and plopped down on the unconscious Zhang Haidong, using him as a human sofa. "Just confirming whether we can entrust our backs to this person in charge, Gao."

Xu Si rolled his eyes, too lazy to ask any more questions. This precocious little brat is more cunning than a lotus root.

......

Meanwhile, the Northeast Regional Headquarters of Nadutong is located on the fifteenth basement floor.

Gao Lian slowly put down the receiver.

He sat in a large office chair, head down, his signature black-rimmed glasses off and tossed onto the table.

If someone were to push the door open right now, they would be terrified by the sight before them.

Gao Lian slowly raised his head.

His left eye still had the normal dark brown pupil.

But his right eye... the pupil had become a thin vertical line!

That's a beast's eye!

His dark golden irises and vertical pupils exuded a chilling wildness and majesty. The muscles on half of his face were twitching slightly, as if something was crawling under his skin.

"How was it, Boss Biao?" Gao Lian's lips moved, but it was his own voice that came out. "I told you not to be so obvious, right? This kid is quick-witted, and his eyes are sharp. See, he saw through me."

Immediately afterwards, Gao Lian let out a low, beast-like growl.

"Heh heh... damn it."

That hoarse, aged voice came out of Gao Lian's mouth again.

"Just like his damned ancestor! Slippery as can be, and his cleverness is way better than yours."

Using Gao Lian's mouth as an excuse, Biao Ye grumbled, "But it's good this way. Since this kid can distinguish between 'humans' and 'immortals,' and even has the guts to question me directly, it shows he's someone who can handle things. He can get himself into this mess."

"Alright, I'm relieved."

Gao Lian narrowed his right eye slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his vertical pupil: "Find an opportunity in the next couple of days to bring him up the mountain. Third Grandmother wants to see him."

Gao Lian (himself) was taken aback for a moment, then put his glasses back on and asked, "Third Grandmother? Why is that old matriarch involved? Wasn't she supposed to be retired from public life?"

"Hmph, this matter has blown up so much, even the dragon vein has been tampered with, how can she sit still?" Master Biao sneered. "Besides, the Yan family brat has come, and we, the immortals of the Northeast, must at least show him the proper hospitality. After all, back then... heh, let's not talk about it."

Gao Lian didn't dare ask any more questions. He simply picked up the box of rolled tobacco leaves on the table and tentatively asked, "Alright, Boss Biao, would you like some? To calm your nerves?"

"Get out! Get the hell out of here, you bastard!" Biao Ye cursed. "I'm on a vegetarian diet right now, cultivating my character, don't you understand? Don't try to tempt me with this junk! I'm leaving!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Lian trembled all over.

The chilling, dark aura that had been shrouding him vanished instantly. When he looked up again, the vertical pupil in his right eye had disappeared, and he had returned to normal.

Gao Lian touched his throbbing temples and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Third Grandmother wants to see him..." Gao Lian looked at the phone on the table, his eyes filled with complicated emotions. "That brat, he thinks he's got quite a bit of influence."

He stood up, grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, and strode outside.

"Prepare the vehicle! Head to the national highway! Receive the prisoners!"