My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 79: The Oriole is You
Chapter 79: Chapter 79: The Oriole is You
“How is this possible!”
Zhou Xian suddenly let out an angry roar, the binoculars in his grip making a cracking sound.
From his vantage point, he could only see the scene unfolding in the first-floor hall. Though he couldn’t identify the body, he could tell from the Inspector Guards’ reactions that it definitely wasn’t Su Chen.
’The fight was so short, and there was almost no noise. Two Tier Two Professionals, dead just like that, without a sound?’
Zhou Xian was shocked and uncertain. Although those two Deceitful God’s Followers didn’t have Upper-tier Professions, their development levels were quite high. Even if Su Chen was a Gale Hunter, the power gap shouldn’t be this wide.
He had intended to use the two of them to see who else was hiding in the shadows, but he never expected Su Chen to take care of them by himself.
“This…” His expression turned grim. He stared at the Supervision Branch in the distance, unsure if he should go inside.
Although no one else had appeared, the plan had gone awry. He hesitated for a long time before muttering reluctantly, “Forget it. I’ll wait for now…”
…
’Two whips. One for each…’ Su Chen thought, looking at the headless corpse on the floor.
With his current level of strength, bolstered by numerous enhancements and his gear, even a fairly strong Tier Two Professional would only take a single strike from his whip.
He remained concealed by Thunder Wind Concealment, guarding against any potential follow-up attacks.
But he was also wondering, ’This commotion wasn’t exactly quiet. Where are the measures Zhang Hongbo left behind?’
’That old fox couldn’t have just pretended to reconcile while secretly plotting something, could he?’
’If that’s really the case, then he can’t blame me for being merciless.’ A cold glint flashed through Su Chen’s eyes.
“You’re quite skilled.”
A hoarse voice came from the corner of the room. The color drained from Su Chen’s face.
’Someone’s here!’
He acted almost subconsciously. Before he even turned his head, the Iron Whip in his hand lashed out fiercely. Sizzling arcs of electricity spread from his spine to his palm, then slithered up the Iron Whip like electric snakes.
“Interesting…”
Seeing his method of combat, the voice seemed somewhat surprised.
Only then did Su Chen turn his head, his pupils contracting.
’How could it be him!’
Su Chen stared at the familiar, withered old man. It was the so-called infamous Xia Hanshi, whom he had only met once!
He cursed inwardly, but it was too late to pull back his attack. The Cyan Rope had already reached the old man’s face.
Silently, the Cyan Rope froze in front of him, unable to advance even an inch.
“Tsk… A whip-type weapon. Quite rare.” Xia Hanshi observed it closely, as if he had discovered something fascinating. He examined it with great interest. “It can even be imbued with Wind and Thunder Elements. No wonder you could instantly kill those two.”
’Has this old man been secretly watching me this whole time?’
Su Chen secretly tried to pull, but he couldn’t retrieve the Cyan Rope no matter how hard he tried.
He was extremely wary of this old man, not just because of how Gu Bing had described him, but also because the man had been spying on him.
Xia Hanshi’s gaze shifted to the hole in the Gravity Chamber’s wall, then to the headless corpse lying face down.
Finally, his eyes settled on the spot where Su Chen had been hiding earlier.
The old man paced around the room. “You discovered them long ago, hid in advance, and went for a one-hit kill, leaving no survivors. Did you guess their identities?”
Su Chen carefully retrieved the Cyan Rope. ’This old man is a freak,’ he thought, ’to see through so much at a glance.’ He grew even more cautious.
“Were you the source of the Tier One Top-level Profession that Yuan Chenyang gave out?” Xia Hanshi said suddenly. It seemed like a question, but his tone was quite certain.
Su Chen’s heart skipped a beat. He hesitated, “It was because my teacher saw my extraordinary Talent, and so he…”
“Enough.” Xia Hanshi scoffed, cutting him off. “Your teacher already told me.”
Su Chen fell silent. He didn’t know if the old man was bluffing or if Old Yuan had actually spilled the beans.
’Very clever,’ Xia Hanshi added to his mental evaluation.
“You killed Yu Xuan, didn’t you,” Xia Hanshi asked abruptly.
Su Chen’s heart lurched. He feigned surprise, “Yu Xuan is dead?”
’He’s unflustered even under pressure.’ Xia Hanshi was quite surprised and grew even more interested. He said flatly, “Sun Tai already told me.”
After saying that, he added, “This time, it’s true.”
’So he was bluffing before…’ This time, however, Su Chen remained silent. It wasn’t because he was suspicious, but because he had no way to answer.
There was no way Sun Tai could stand up to Xia Hanshi. Besides, from the old man’s perspective, it wasn’t some unforgivable secret. If Xia Hanshi asked, Sun Tai would probably tell him everything.
“I’ve never had someone trail me to pick off the prize before. That was you that night, wasn’t it?” Xia Hanshi continued. “You’re hunting Deceitful God’s Followers. Why be so secretive about it?”
Xia Hanshi’s sharp gaze bored into Su Chen, but Su Chen inwardly breathed a small sigh of relief.
’If he’s asking that, he must not know my goal is the Deceitful Artifact.’
’Right. Even if I told someone I was pretending to be one of the Deceitful God’s Followers, no one would believe me.’
However, Su Chen had no idea what the old man’s objective was, and his palms grew sweaty.
Because of how Gu Bing had described him, he felt a certain dread toward this old man.
Seeing Su Chen’s silence, Xia Hanshi didn’t press him further. Instead, he said, “Your Tier Two Profession must be quite extraordinary as well.”
“It’s Gale Hunter…” Su Chen finally had a question he could answer, and said in a low voice.
“Do you take me for a fool? Wind-Thunder Dual Elements, and it’s just a Tier Two Upper-tier Profession?” Xia Hanshi sneered.
But Su Chen had already prepared a response. He explained, “That’s because of Secret Scholar. Its Professional Ability is related to the Thunder Element…”
“Secret Scholar!” A sharp glint suddenly flashed in Xia Hanshi’s sinister eyes. “A Tier Two Mental Profession?”
He didn’t seem too shocked. Instead, it was more like a moment of realization, as if a theory had just been proven.
“Yes.” Su Chen nodded. ’To avoid revealing more, I can only show this much,’ he sighed to himself.
“How did you advance so quickly?” Xia Hanshi asked. A theory was already forming in his mind, and a faint glimmer appeared in his somber eyes.
It’s difficult to use external aids to develop on the Mental Side, so its development rate is naturally slower than the Physical Side.
“It’s because I started accumulating during my time as a refugee…” Su Chen had already started speaking, preparing to use the same story he used to fool Yuan Chenyang.
But before he could finish, Xia Hanshi’s old face abruptly appeared right in front of him. He wore an extremely strange expression, and Su Chen had to fight the urge to step back.
“You were a refugee too?” Xia Hanshi stared at him intently.
“Too?” Su Chen couldn’t help but be surprised. “Could it be, sir, that you…?”
Xia Hanshi nodded slowly, a chilling killing intent emanating from his gaunt cheeks. “You little bastard!”
He finally understood why Yang Yan and the other two had reacted so strangely the first time he met Su Chen.
The fact that Xia Hanshi was a refugee was something Gu Bing had never told him. Su Chen found this strange as well.
But on second thought, he understood. She was probably afraid that revealing this would create a sense of kinship in Su Chen, prompting him to consider siding with the old man.
’But it seems this man doesn’t know my situation either. Hasn’t he looked into my background? If he wanted to investigate, he would have found out long ago.’
Xia Hanshi spoke in his hoarse voice, seeming to understand his confusion. “I never thought someone like Yuan Chenyang would pay any attention to refugees, let alone take one as a student.”
He was almost certain of something, but he still asked, “What about your Talent?”
Su Chen knew he couldn’t hide it today. He said helplessly, “Physical Canyin, and Spiritual… Red Gold.”
That was what Old Yuan had measured initially.
“I knew it!”
A hideous smile stretched across Xia Hanshi’s withered, wood-like face.
