Under One Person: God Profiler

Zhang Zhiwei was delighted and went to the kitchen first, serving himself a bowl of congee.

She drank it with relish.

Just then, a deafening roar rang out: "Celestial Master's Mansion! You hypocrites! Coveting the Eight Extraordinary Skills, you thieving rats who steal hearts!"

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, put down the porridge, and prepared to go out and see what was going on.

Suddenly a sound came from the house. Zhang Zhiwei stopped and ran quickly toward the house. He pushed open the wooden door and saw a Taoist priest with short limbs lying on the ground.

Zhang Zhiwei quickly helped the Taoist priest up and asked anxiously, "Jinzhong, are you alright?"

Tian Jinzhong shook his head and said worriedly, "Senior brother, who is talking nonsense outside!"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head: "I was just about to go check when I heard the noise, so I came to see you first. What's wrong with you... sigh, don't move around, just leave the things outside to Master."

Tian Jinzhong used his severed limb to push Zhang Zhiwei and said, "Senior brother, don't worry about me. Let's go see who's spouting such nonsense and ruining the reputation of our Celestial Master's Mansion!"

Zhang Zhiwei carried Tian Jinzhong back to bed. Seeing the determination in his eyes, he instructed, "Okay, junior brother, you must stay put and don't fall. I'll go check on him and come right back."

"Alright, senior brother. Even if I had the will, I don't have the strength."

Tian Jinzhong looked at his severed limb and said helplessly.

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent and gently covered Tian Jinzhong with the blanket.

Then, they rushed towards the source of the sound.

When Zhang Zhiwei arrived, the main gate was already surrounded by disciples of Longhu Mountain. He could still hear the man shouting through the crowd.

"Which of you is that shameless Zhang Jingqing!"

How many of the current generation of Zheng Yi are still alive?

He even hunted down his own disciple! Have you no shame?!

"Don't you guys have any martial arts techniques or what?! Are you just jealous of those awesome skills?!"

"I, Xia Huaisang, am putting my words out there today!"

"Whoever dares to steal the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, I'll steal their inheritance!"

"Only officials are allowed to set fires, while ordinary people are forbidden to light lamps!"

I'm telling you, there's no such thing as a lie!

Chapter 34 Fate, Oh!

"What an arrogant person..."

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself.

"Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei!"

Zhang Zhiwei's voice was immediately heard by the Taoist priest in front, who exclaimed in surprise.

The Taoist priests quickly made way for Zhang Zhiwei.

"Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei! You need to control this madman. He's here shouting and yelling so early in the morning."

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhiwei! Smash him!"

Zhang Zhiwei was pushed onto the stage by the crowd. He looked around and said, "Why didn't any of you hit him?"

A Taoist priest said awkwardly, "Brother Zhiwei, he is the wicked actor Xia Huaisang..."

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the Taoist priest indifferently, then casually walked forward.

Only then could I see the person in front of me clearly.

He was tall and slender with sallow skin. His mandarin jacket was open, and although he was fairly handsome, he had a somewhat unruly and rebellious look, like a bad boy. However, the sharp glint in his eyes made him someone not to be underestimated.

"Who are you! Grandpa Xia doesn't hit nobodys!"

Xia Huaisang questioned.

"You've come all the way up the mountain to curse my master, don't you know who his apprentice is?"

As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to work on the summer locust trees.

"Master Xia is asking who you are, stop talking nonsense!"

Xia Huaisang pointed at Zhang Zhiwei's nose and cursed him, then flicked his sleeves, looking arrogant and domineering.

Zhang Zhiwei's lips twitched awkwardly, his carefully constructed posture crumbling instantly. He straightened up and said calmly...

"Zhang Zhiwei."

"What exactly did you come here for?!"

"Are you challenging us or just looking for trouble? Let's draw a line!"

Zhang Zhiwei asked in a very lazy manner

"Oh, so you're Zhang Zhiwei! You're the one who came down the mountain to arrest him, aren't you? You just wait!"

After Xia Huaisang finished speaking, he turned and ran away as if there were some raging flood or ferocious beast behind him.

The rest of the Longhu Mountain group were completely bewildered.

"Making such a big fuss just for a clown?"

"He really is Xia Huaisang, unlike the legends!"

"Sigh, if you ask me, it's because our Senior Brother Zhiwei has such a great reputation! He scared that kid so much that he didn't dare to utter a single word."

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were discussing it animatedly.

Zhang Zhiwei raised an eyebrow at the group of Taoist priests. 'Didn't he scare you all so much you didn't dare utter a sound?'

But I only thought it to myself.

He strode forward, heading towards the training square. When he arrived, he saw his master holding a bamboo stick, training Yang Guangmao. Yang Guangmao's face was covered in bruises, and he was holding a bucket of water in each hand, practicing a horse stance.

"master!"

Zhang Zhiwei shouted.

"Shut up! Can't you see I'm scolding someone?"

Zhang Jingqing shouted, startling Zhang Zhiwei, who shrank back and stepped forward, whispering, "Master, didn't you hear the noise outside?"

Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, weighing the stick in her hand: "So what if you heard it? So what if you didn't hear it?"

Zhang Zhiwei took a step back warily as he looked at the stick in Zhang Jingqing's hand. He had been hit by this stick many times before: "You heard what he said, aren't you angry?"

"Angry? Why would I be angry? That junior called me shameless?"

"Hahaha, the harsher he insults me, the happier I am! Didn't you hear what he was shouting? Whoever tries to steal the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, he'll steal their family's inheritance. The harsher his insults, the more he cares."

The more he cares, the safer Huaiyi will be.

Why should I be angry? I'm happy! Huaiyi, I've made a good brother...

Zhang Jingqing's tolerance and magnanimity impressed Zhang Zhiwei.

Just as he was moved, Yang Guangmao spoke up:

"Senior brother, don't be fooled by Master. Didn't you see how angry he was just now?!"

I'm getting old, and I almost ruined my reputation in my later years!

Zhang Jingqing glared at Yang Guangmao, grabbed a stick, and lashed out at his backside: "You traitor! I did that because of him! I was angered by you!"

Yang Guangmao, carrying a bucket of water, squatted in a horse stance. Zhang Jingqing struck him with a stick, and he jumped forward, looking at Zhang Zhiwei with a mournful face: "Senior brother! When you become a Celestial Master in the future, you must avenge me!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Zhang Jingqing with lingering fear and quietly nodded.

He then quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbed a bowl of vegetable porridge, and went into Tian Jinzhong's room.

"Hey, junior brother. I've brought you your food."

Zhang Zhiwei, with a bright smile, picked up a stool and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The worry on Tian Jinzhong's face hadn't faded yet: "Senior brother, what just happened? I heard the sounds of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques..."

Zhang Zhiwei said nonchalantly, "That guy outside is just a scoundrel. He ran away as soon as I arrived. He heard about our trip down the mountain to find Huaiyi and thought we were chasing after him, so he came looking for us."

"Ah, isn't that Huaiyi's brother? That needs to be explained."

"There's no way to explain it. He's from Quanxing. His name is Xia Huaisang. He seems to be quite famous. If we let him into the mountain gate, a bunch of old bastards will definitely come to our house to cause trouble tomorrow."

"Senior brother is right."

Tian Jinzhong pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"Stop saying so much, come and have some porridge, ah~"

"Ah~"

Zhang Zhiwei fed Tian Jinzhong spoonful by spoonful, just like a thoughtful older brother next door.

"I'm really troubling you, Senior Brother. Master probably still has lessons to learn later, right? Shouldn't you prepare them?"

Tian Jinzhong kindly reminded him.

Zhang Zhiwei's expression immediately changed: