Under One Person: God Profiler

Xia Linyuan glanced at the nervous Wang Ye, slowly backed away, scrutinized Wang Ye from head to toe, and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Seeing Xia Linyuan retreat, Wang Ye let out a heavy breath, relaxed his body, and patted his heart: 'Xia Linyuan's aura is so oppressive...'

After pausing for a moment, he then said to Xia Linyuan:

"You're right, I was too optimistic."

Zhang Chulan is a stubborn person, as is Zhuge Qing.

Even you, after talking to me for so long, what do you want to say to me?

Wang Ye slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his tired eyes gleaming with a rational understanding that saw through everything.

"It's nothing, just be careful of the Wang family."

Xia Linyuan said calmly.

"I know, these lousy things are really annoying."

Although I don't know why you helped me, thank you for reminding me anyway.

Wang wasn't surprised at all. He got up and dusted himself off. He took out his phone, checked the time, and muttered to himself, "We've been delayed for so long. We won't be able to catch the train now."

Wang Ye stretched lazily and said, "Fine, I'll go to the city and have some fun for a few days. Xia Linyuan, goodbye. Tomorrow's competition, uh, try to act convincingly, don't let the Celestial Master's Mansion become a laughing stock."

"Understood, Qingfeng will not cross the hill."

Xia Linyuan said in a calm tone

"Alright, alright, stop making fun of me. I'm just a gentle breeze, I have to get through this job whether I want to or not."

Wang Ye sighed. With his back to Xia Linyuan, he waved and walked down the mountain... his figure looked somewhat lonely.

As Xia Linyuan watched Wang Ye's retreating figure, the smile on his face gradually faded.

'Wang family, don't be too greedy...'

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Celestial Master's Mansion

The living room is small and simply decorated, without any extravagance. A Tai Chi Bagua diagram hangs on the wall, exuding a low-key and understated style.

In the center of the room, several elderly men were sitting and chatting.

"Haha! Lao Lu, let Lao Tian introduce you! This is Isaac Taber! The Dean of Flame College in the UK... Their college is quite remarkable. It's like a state-owned enterprise with incredibly high entry requirements. It's a key school for cultivating talent in the UK."

"I had the pleasure of meeting you a few years ago when I visited Europe..."

The old master enthusiastically introduced the other two old men with his hands behind his back.

"Oh, no wonder you were so eager to learn English when you came back last time. You made some new friends."

Tian Jinzhong seemed to remember something, and his face lit up with realization.

"Hahaha!"

"Xiao Yuzi, serve tea!"

The old master laughed heartily and gave instructions towards the door.

"Hey, here we come!"

A clear, childlike voice rang out, and a young Taoist boy ran in from outside the door.

He was wearing a short Taoist robe and a small felt hat, and his face was covered with freckles, making him look a bit simple-minded.

They rushed over quickly, carrying a tray and tea set.

As they approached the door and looked inside, the two tall foreigners were instantly distracted.

Bang

His foot hit the threshold, he lost his balance and fell forward.

The brewed tea and teaware also fell towards the ground.

You can't make such a basic mistake in front of outsiders.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin moved her fingers slightly, and a blue light slid from her fingertips. But she had only slid halfway through.

The foreigner in the black robe slid a small staff out from his robe and slightly raised his hand. The magic was then complete.

Ice crystals, like buds sprouting in early spring, emerged from where the teaware fell, catching the tray steadily.

not only that

The foreigner in black robes waved his staff lightly, and the tea floated gently up again.

It drifted towards the crowd.

Snapped

Lu Jin accepted the teacup, his eyes widening in shock. He looked at the foreigner in black robes, who then gestured for him to proceed.

interesting....

Lu Jin couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Using two completely different methods in an instant, this is the first time I've ever seen a Western superhuman!"

These words seemed to have touched a nerve with the foreigner in the black robe.

The old foreigner in the robe glanced sideways at Lu Jin, picking out grammatical errors in Lu Jin's words, and said coldly, "Please don't use the term 'extraordinary people' to refer to us. This term doesn't accurately describe us..."

Being meticulous and nitpicky...

Upon hearing this, everyone present looked embarrassed, and the atmosphere created by the old master instantly dissipated.

Fortunately, Isaac Tabor quickly came to the rescue, covering up his embarrassment with laughter: "Haha! Let me introduce you, Master Celestial, this is a tutor at Victor Academy... who was once my most outstanding student..."

The old master glanced sideways slightly: "Once upon a time..."

"Ahem, Dean, may I speak to you in private?"

After the old master finished speaking, he walked towards the window.

Isaac Taber looked puzzled and followed. As soon as he reached the old master's side, the old master grabbed his white robe.

The old master leaned closer, his face showing hostility as he looked at Isaac Tabor and said, "You...you're not here to cause trouble, are you?"

"Destroy the place?"

Isaac Taber paused, mentally reviewing the implications of disrupting the event: "Oh~ Hehehe! You're overthinking it... I just came out here to wander around and look for inspiration. You know how important inspiration is to our Western cultivation system."

"I suddenly thought of one of my students from China, which is why I came here..."

"A Chinese student...him?"

The old master looked unconvinced and glanced slightly at the foreigner in black robes.

Chapter 66 Golden Light Mantra

Isaac Taber shook his head without elaborating, only sighing, "It's all just a pity."

Immortality is truly a maddening concept. The higher-ups have entrusted these matters with autonomy; if they aren't handled promptly, the consequences will be dire….”

"Hehe, actually the situation here isn't much better..."

Dean, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed by what I've said... but the fish here are jumping around happily too.”

The old master looked at Isaac Taber and spoke slowly.

"Hmm, it seems we're facing the same problem..."

Isaac Taber knew the difficulty of being caught in the middle, but there was no other way. Some things could be said, and some things could not be said. Good things could be spread, but taboo things had to be strictly guarded against, even if it meant incurring the wrath of death.

It's clearly not a good thing, yet there are always people who flock to it...

"Forget about those things, let's talk about other things later..."

"Dean, you've come at the perfect time. Tomorrow, two of the most outstanding young people will be vying for my successor... Stay and watch..."

The old celestial master said calmly

"You're going to have an easier time now..."

Isaac Taber sighed.

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The next day

The weather was fine and sunny, with the sun hanging high in the azure sky.

The stadium was packed, and the bright sunshine mirrored the unblemished spirits of the crowd. Every face beamed with joy. Some even had watermarks made from Xia Linyuan's photos pasted onto their faces, creating the illusion of stepping into the World Cup.

Xiao Huohuo, wearing a red headscarf and with a resolute expression, held two red flags high in his hands. One flag read, "A-Lian will never cry," and the other, "Lin Yuan will never give up."

Amidst the waving red flags, a unified roar of cheers erupted from the stands.

"Xia Linyuan!"

"Xia Linyuan!"

"Xia Linyuan!"

"Father, it seems that Brother Yuan is truly the one everyone hopes for."