Under One Person: God Profiler

Feng Baobao paused in her eating of potato chips, as if weighing the consequences, and reluctantly handed over some chips: "I'll give you some, but you won't eat them. I won't give them to you anymore, but you still want more."

Feng Baobao's innocent words directly defeated Xia Linyuan, and even stabbed him in the back.

Xia Linyuan changed the subject, saying, "So you're unhappy too."

"I can't quite put my finger on it. I just felt really uncomfortable seeing Zhang Chulan and his advisor like that..."

Seeing that Feng Baobao couldn't find the right words, Xia Linyuan tentatively asked, "Do you feel a little empty inside?"

"Yes. Do you feel the same way?"

Feng Baobao said with a dejected expression, "It was clearly what I wanted most, but I could never get it. Zhang Chulan got it all at once."

Do you know how to get rid of this feeling?

"This feeling is called being anxious about gains and losses, which I hate the most, even find disgusting. Just get rid of all that messy stuff, and you'll feel better when you don't need it anymore... Just live your life steadily and peacefully."

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly.

"Really? You're amazing. You can just say you don't want it and then say you don't. I can't do that. I want that thing. But it belongs to Zhang Chulan, not me."

"I want my own thing... With what you all have, I can finally live a good life." Feng Baobao clenched her hands as if trying to grab something.

"Have you lost your memory?" Xia Linyuan asked softly, sensing that something was off about Feng Baobao's condition.

"Hmm. I can't remember anything."

"That's good, starting over. Saying goodbye to the past. Having memories is a burden... If I could, I'd rather get rid of them."

"If you really don't want that thing, why are you in a bad mood?"

You want to throw your things away because you know they're no good. I don't know if my things are good or not, so how can I throw them away?

Feng Baobao remained innocent and naive. What she said was truly embarrassing. Xia Linyuan touched his neck; although there was nothing there, he felt inexplicably short of breath. He gently exhaled...

The problem is there.

Escaping is ultimately futile...

"If Zhang Chulan obtains the position of Celestial Master, will you then know about your family?"

Xia Linyuan asked softly.

"Well, once he wins, I'll know everything, and I'll be just like you guys."

Feng Baobao said firmly.

"Let me ask you another question: Did you say those things from your own will?"

"Of course I said it myself. I was in a bad mood, and you were in a bad mood too. So I just said it."

Xia Linyuan looked at Feng Baobao and sighed: "I have my own things to do. Without compromising my own interests, I will... consider it."

Feng Baobao was taken aback, but immediately realized something, her eyes lit up, and she nodded frantically.

Xia Linyuan didn't give a guarantee. Feng Baobao's condition was different from that of ordinary amnesiacs. She was extremely fixated on the past. It seemed like not knowing the past made her... unable to be a human being.

Xia Linyuan needs to use his own eyes and his own heart to judge what exactly is going on with Feng Baobao.

Moreover, after confirming that she was not mentally sharp, Xia Linyuan had already decided that Feng Baobao was not a good person to him.

There's no need to curry favor with anyone.

Negotiations require mutual understanding of interests.

Feng Baobao's attempt to gain Xia Linyuan's sympathy, if she only helps out of pity, is a losing proposition.

Profits need to be maximized...

"Hello~ Are the people up there Xia Linyuan and Feng Baobao, contestants of the Luo Tian Grand Tournament?" A formal voice suddenly came over.

Xia Linyuan looked over and saw several men and women holding cameras, asking very politely.

Chapter 30 Yao Xing Club

Yao Xing Club...

Xia Linyuan has a lot of knowledge about working in East China.

It is a non-profit public welfare organization. A very small, non-governmental group of extraordinary individuals. Its operating expenses are covered by donations from extraordinary individuals.

Primarily engaged in providing assistance to individuals with supernatural abilities and offering internal information consulting services.

The company's initial investigation gave the association a positive assessment.

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly: "Yes, is there anything I can help you with?"

"We have some questions we'd like to ask you both in a separate interview, is that possible?"

Remembering that Feng Baobao suffers from amnesia, Xia Linyuan turned to her and asked, "Are you willing to be interviewed? If not, we can leave now."

Feng Baobao paused for a moment and said, "I have amnesia, but I'm not stupid. An interview is a good thing."

"..."

'What a person who lacks self-awareness.'

"Okay, we'll accept the interview."

Xia Linyuan jumped down from the rock and addressed the people of Yaoxing Society.

Xia Linyuan was led to an open space by a woman: "Hello, Mr. Xia, as the dark horse contestant of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, what are your thoughts?"

Xia Linyuan looked at the woman in front of him. She had double eyelids, big eyes, and full lips. Her face looked kind and honest.

"To call me a dark horse is too kind. It was just an ordinary competition for me, and I don't have any special feelings about it."

"I heard you're an employee of the East China Company, and Zhang Chulan was sent by the North China Company. Are you perhaps interested in challenging me to a duel?"

The woman's voice was delicate, with a subtle, light quality.

Xia Linyuan looked at the woman in front of him, and the more he looked, the more something seemed off. Her words and actions didn't match her appearance...

Disguised?

No, there was no trace of a human skin mask either...

Not right.

"It was just a coincidence. I'm sorry, I have some urgent business to attend to and cannot give an interview."

Xia Linyuan gave a polite greeting and walked directly towards Feng Baobao. He glanced at the man conducting the interview and smiled.

"Hello."

The man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hello."

There are two types of smiles.

One type involves exerting force at the corners of the mouth, downward movement of facial muscles, and clenching the chin to create a dignified and professional smile.

Another type is a smile where the apple cheeks pull the corners of the mouth and eyes together, which is a professional fake smile.

The difference lies in the nasolabial folds that appear when smiling. When faking a smile, the nasolabial folds will appear deeper.

This man has loose skin, making him more prone to nasolabial folds. His professional fake smile, however, doesn't reveal any nasolabial folds. Instead, he has quite a few crow's feet at the corners of his eyes and wrinkles around his eye sockets.

So this face is fake too...

Xia Linyuan's heart skipped a beat.

There's something wrong with Yaoxing Society...

Without knowing the strength of the enemy, one should not act rashly.

Withdraw first.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered something urgent and it's not convenient to conduct an interview now. Ms. Feng, let's go."

As he spoke, he grabbed Feng Baobao's arm. Seeing that Feng Baobao still seemed a little unsatisfied, Xia Linyuan immediately said with an unfriendly expression, "I sentence you to high-heel hell."

Feng Baobao immediately gave up resisting and followed Xia Linyuan obediently.

The members of the Yaoxing Society stared at Xia Linyuan's retreating figure, lost in thought. The man who had interviewed Feng Baobao asked the woman with the big eyes, "You've been exposed?"

"According to Xia Linyuan's file, he suffers from an overactive observational disorder," the woman said calmly.

The man gently stroked his face and sighed, "Let's spread Xia Linyuan's identity information with some embellishment."

"We can't let him notice the Yaoxing Society. As for this accident, we'll pin the blame on the Quanxing Sect."

"What else can we do?"

The woman rolled her eyes helplessly. Despite having bright and playful eyes, she had a kind and honest face.

…………

"Miss Feng, what did he just ask you?"

"It's nothing, they just said I really like to eat it..."

Xia Linyuan rubbed his forehead, feeling as if he had asked an unnecessary question.

"Yuan'er!"

Zang Long waved and ran over. "Come on, let's play together!"