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

"have."

Yan Sen dropped his playful grin and became serious, revealing for the first time the aura of a "professional" in this young man.

"Secondly, since I'm being asked to 'find the dragon's location,' once we get there, you have to listen to me about 'how to find it' and 'which way to go.'"

Yan Sen pointed to his eyes. "I don't understand tactics, nor do I care about fighting. But everyone has their own expertise, and in the field of Feng Shui and Qi formations, I am an expert. I don't want to be led astray by laymen giving bad advice. Therefore, in the search and tracking phase, I require everyone to listen to me. In this regard, I need absolute command of the operation."

"That's impossible!" the female director immediately objected. "This operation is not only being carried out by the company's regional heads, but also by elites drawn from other regions. How can we entrust command to a kid with absolutely no combat experience?"

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Yan Sen spread his hands. "I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of... someone hindering me and holding me back."

He didn't say "teammates who are like pigs" out loud, but everyone could understand from his expression.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Zhao Fangxu suddenly spoke, interrupting the female director. His gaze was fixed intently on Yan Sen. "But in terms of battle deployment, you must follow the orders of the frontline commander. Can you do that?"

"Deal." Yan Sen grinned. "I value my life the most. You guys handle the fighting; I'll just give directions."

"Is there anything else?" Zhao Fangxu asked again.

Yan Sen shook his head: "That's all, just these two."

Zhao Fangxu was somewhat surprised: "Don't you want anything else? Like bonuses? Or privileges? Resources? This operation is no small matter, the rewards are very generous."

Yan Sen suddenly straightened his back, and a look of righteous indignation and compassion appeared on his small face, as if he was about to save the world. His acting skills were even better than those of an Oscar-winning actor.

"Chairman Zhao, you underestimate me! The Medicine Immortal Society is a heinous cult that uses children to create poisons; everyone should condemn it! Although I am young, I know the principle that 'everyone has a responsibility for the fate of the nation.' To maintain stability in the world of supernatural beings and out of humanitarianism, it's only right that I, Yan Sen, contribute to saving those innocent younger brothers and sisters. How could I possibly use this opportunity to demand personal gain from the company?"

These words were spoken with force and conviction.

There was a three-second silence in the conference room.

Then, Zhao Fangxu and Lu Jin exchanged a glance and burst into laughter at the same time.

"Hahahaha! What a great 'every man has a responsibility'! Old Master, this little rascal is exactly the same as you when you were young. Is this what they call being born in the same lineage? Hahahaha!" Lu Jin pointed at Yan Sen, laughing so hard that tears were almost coming out of his eyes.

The old master shook his head helplessly, but a smile remained on his lips: "He's a bit cunning, but the child isn't bad at heart."

The meeting adjourned.

Apart from Yan Sen, who was left at the company to wait for someone to pick him up, the other unrelated personnel left one after another.

Before leaving, Lu Jin deliberately walked up to Yan Sen, his sharp old eyes scanning the young man up and down, finding him more and more pleasing to the eye.

"Not bad, little guy. You've got guts and you've got the skills." Lu Jin patted Yan Sen's shoulder hard, almost knocking him over.

"Once this is over, come visit me sometime. I have a great-granddaughter named Lu Lin, who's about your age. She's also a very active person, so you should have a lot in common."

Yan Sen rubbed his numb shoulder and grinned, "Alright, Grandpa Lu, I'll definitely come and bother you then. Just prepare some tea and snacks!"

After everyone had left, only the Old Master, Rongshan, and Yansen remained in the large conference room.

The old master stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked at the bustling traffic of Yanjing City outside the window. His back view appeared somewhat tall and lonely.

"Omori."

The old Celestial Master didn't turn around, his voice calm, "Are you wondering to yourself why the Grand Master, knowing that your lineage's rules are 'seclusion' or even 'seclusion from the world,' would still push you into this precarious situation?"

Yan Sen dropped his nonchalant demeanor, walked behind the old master, and looked out the window at the faintly visible central dragon vein.

"Grand Tutor, I understand."

Yan Sen said softly, "The lineage of the 'Walking Earth Masters' is passed down through a single generation, with only one person per generation traveling outside. Their numbers are small, their methods are too ruthless, and they are too envied by the heavens. In the past, during chaotic times, people hid their identities to survive. But now the world has changed."

He pointed to the NaDuTong Building at his feet.

"We live in a society governed by the rule of law, a world dominated by 'companies.' Under heaven, all land belongs to the emperor. We 'illegal immigrants' can hide for a while, but not forever. Rather than being purged by the company as a destabilizing factor in the future, we might as well offer our allegiance now."

Yan Sen's eyes revealed a maturity and insight beyond his years.

"This mission is my pledge of loyalty. I helped the company solve its problems and demonstrated my value. Although the company won't publicly express that it owes me a favor, it will definitely take care of me in private. This favor will be the talisman for my lineage of geomancers to walk in the sunlight in the future."

"Moreover..." Yan Sen paused, a sly smile playing on his lips, "With the golden signboard of 'shedding blood for the company,' anyone who wants to touch me in the future, besides you and Grandpa, will have to ask Chairman Zhao for permission first."

The old master turned around and looked at the twelve-year-old boy in front of him, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"This child is teachable."

The old master reached out and patted Yan Sen's head. "You're better than your father, that reckless fool. Your father's cleverness was petty, but yours is true wisdom. Remember, in the outside world, you can be ruthless, but your heart must be upright. If you encounter an insurmountable obstacle, don't force yourself to endure it."

"The gates of Longhu Mountain will always be open for you."

Yan Sen felt a lump in his throat and nodded heavily: "Grand Tutor, don't worry. I may not have many other merits, but I'm incredibly resilient. If anyone wanted to kill me, even the King of Hell would have to line up."

"Go on," the old master waved his hand. "You just wait to hand over the reins to the company's management. Your advisor Rongshan and I are heading back now. Rongshan, goodbye."

"Yes, Master."

Watching the departing figures of the Old Celestial Master and Master Rongshan, Yan Sen took a deep breath.

From this moment on, he was no longer the unruly brat from the back of Longhu Mountain, but had officially stepped into this unpredictable and treacherous world of extraordinary people.

"The Gathering of Medicine Immortals..."

Yan Sen touched the cold Tianpeng Ruler in his arms, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Since the company and the Grand Tutor have given me such a huge stage, then I'll give you scum a proper send-off!"