Under One Person: God Profiler

Xia Linyuan told the truth.

Xia Liuqing's expression flashed with surprise: "It's getting late now, I'll give you special training tomorrow."

Xia Linyuan stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your hard work..."

Xia Liuqing licked her lips: "So you have to call me something."

Xia Linyuan's eyes reddened again: "Second Master..."

"Alright, alright..." Xia Liuqing nodded repeatedly: "Get some rest. I'll stay here with Jin Feng'er, and I'll call you tomorrow."

Wang Ye and Chen Duo bowed to Xia Liuqing and then left the house with Xia Linyuan.

The house had no electric lights, only a single candle flickering.

Xia Liuqing's smile slowly faded: "Jin Feng'er, are you awake?"

Mei Jinfeng, lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes: "This is your brother's grandson?"

Xia Liuqing nodded: "All the existing clues point to him."

"That scoundrel Xia Huaisang actually has offspring." Mei Jinfeng snorted coldly, seemingly with dissatisfaction: "Sister Lü took a knife for him, suffering a severe abdominal injury and becoming infertile, and he actually married someone else. He has no conscience at all, what a beast, what a heartless man!"

Xia Liuqing said with a bitter expression, "Jin Feng'er, I'm so devoted, but I still have no descendants. Just consider it for the sake of my Xia family. Don't hold it against my stupid brother."

Mei Jinfeng was silent for a moment: "Are you sure he is a descendant of your Xia family?"

"I'm not sure yet." Xia Liuqing licked her lips. "I'll test him tomorrow. If he's just a pretty face with no substance, and his so-called divine mask comes from unorthodox methods and disgraces my Xia family, then I might as well take the opportunity to kill him."

Mei Jinfeng frowned: "This... is that alright? He seems to approve of you..."

Xia Liuqing chuckled: "Silly girl, you're too naive. If he weren't a member of the Xia family, then he wouldn't have to bear the burden of the Xia family's problems."

"The pot is too big for me to support, but it could crush him to death... Rather than let him die at the hands of those beasts, I'd rather he die by my hand."

"This... I still don't agree."

"Sigh... I'm not sure I could bring myself to do it..."

……

Xia Linyuan stepped out the door and exhaled a deep breath. His eyes held a trace of sadness.

"Xia Linyuan, what's wrong? Why are you looking so sad when you're reuniting with your family?"

The white flames in Xia Linyuan's eyes slowly faded.

Outward harmony doesn't equate to inner harmony...

He knew Xia Liuqing's thoughts perfectly well. After not seeing him for so many years, a grandson suddenly appeared. It was normal to be suspicious...

Chapter 194 Is Acting a Deception?

The next day, early morning.

It's just dawn.

There was a loud knocking on the door of Xia Linyuan's room.

The house has two beds, one for Wang Ye and one for Xia Linyuan.

Hearing the noise, Wang Ye covered his ears and rolled his eyes: "Xia Linyuan, is he looking for you...?"

Xia Linyuan yawned. Yesterday was too exhausting, and he really didn't want to move if he could sleep a little longer.

"The day's plan starts in the morning. Are you really going to squander this precious time like this?" An old voice came from outside the house.

"I'm coming."

Xia Linyuan jolted awake, all sleepiness gone.

I put on my shoes, opened the door, and was immediately enveloped by the mountain mist.

Xia Liuqing stood at the door and patted Xia Linyuan's chest: "Come on, go warm up your voice first."

After saying that, he walked into the depths of the fog.

Xia Linyuan stretched his limbs and followed without looking back.

A gust of cold wind swept in from the doorway, chilling Wang Ye's neck. He quickly tucked the blanket around his neck, curling himself up like a caterpillar with only his head sticking out. Watching the grandfather and grandson walk further and further away, he called out:

"Hey, Xia Linyuan! Close the door behind you..."

A golden light suddenly appeared in the mist, and a golden line lashed out at the wooden door.

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

Wang Ye tilted his head: "Go ahead and be grumpy when you wake up, anyway, I don't have to get up early."

After saying that, he buried his head in the pillow and fell asleep again, conserving all his energy to beat up Zhuge Qing.

Squeak.

The door was blown open a crack by the wind. The morning mist playfully teased Wang Ye's senses: "Damn it, how can this door open from both the inside and outside! Where's the threshold?!"

I had no choice but to get out of bed and personally lock the wooden door.

Feeling the room temperature rise, I stretched contentedly.

I was just about to go to bed.

Another earth-shattering opera-style singing came from outside the house.

"Eek~ Eek~ Eek~ Eek!"

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah!"

Wang Ye's face fell. What kind of sleep is this?!

……

The stream near Biyou Village is wide and shallow, and on the opposite bank are towering mountains.

Xia Liuqing and Xia Linyuan stood by the river, their two fingers together in front of their chests, pressing their breath down into their dantian.

The vocalizations were melodious and varied.

Xia Liuqing's voice was deep and resonant, sounding like an old general shouting "Waaah!"

Xia Linyuan's voice was sharp and melodious, and coupled with his excellent figure, even without makeup, one could already imagine what he would look like after he finished his theatrical costume.

After a while,

Xia Liuqing, hunched over, looked up at Xia Linyuan and said, "Your basic skills are good. You were a little rusty before you started singing, but you were able to get into the zone quickly. Not bad."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Xia Linyuan squatted down, cupped the stream water in his hands, and gently wiped his face.

"What time did you get up when you were practicing with the Godhood Mask?" Xia Liuqing asked casually as she sat by the river.

Around four in the morning.

Xia Liuqing asked casually, and Xia Linyuan answered casually as well.

"Hmm... you're quite diligent."

Xia Liuqing chuckled, his dark pupils revealing no emotion.

"The first tier of the Divine Mask has no length, while the second tier has different levels. Although I have not reached the third tier, I am quite accomplished in the second tier."

Xia Liuqing drew out the last syllable of her voice, "Tell me what roles you can play."

Xia Linyuan pondered for a moment, then frowned and said seriously, "A lot."

Xia Liuqing's eyes turned slightly cold: "A jack of all trades, master of none; it will only harm you. Didn't anyone say a word to you when you were learning?"

Xia Linyuan nodded slightly: "I did say that, but I was very young at the time and didn't have any playmates, so when I was learning to sing opera, I would unconsciously perform more than I could."

"It's like collecting cards."

"Cards?!" Xia Liuqing's eyebrows furrowed: "You're treating the most difficult step in invoking the gods as collecting cards!"

"Yeah, back then every kid in the village had a stack of round cards. I wanted them but didn't have the money to buy them, and borrowing cards to play with them would be too much of a rip-off."

I read a lot more plays and storybooks. At first, it was just a vague concept, but as my understanding deepened...

They became increasingly clear within my inner vision.

Xia Liuqing gasped. "You think you can fool me?"

I'm so old and I've only been able to support three people, while you've supported a whole bunch?

"Take out your divine gloves, let me see how much faith power is on them?" Xia Liuqing glared, stubbornly refusing to believe it. How could someone so young be more accomplished than me?

Xia Linyuan asked very seriously, "Which pair of gloves would you like to see?"

"Which one?" Xia Liuqing asked, puzzled. "How many could there be?"

After saying that, Xia Liuqing took out his divine glove. He refused to believe that someone so young could surpass him in the art of creating divine masks!

A divine glove was thrown in front of Xia Linyuan.

Xia Linyuan looked closely and realized that it was exactly the same as Wang Zhenqiu's other half of the glove.

It turns out that Wang Zhenqiu's divine status was taken from him.