Ren Yisheng

"Was the child who registered today Zhang Xuezhou, the one An Ran recommended?"

"Yes. He also placed third in Jidu Province's adult examination and forty-eighth nationwide!"

"His results were just about good enough!"

"They were quite good. He had the best academic results of all the new students admitted to the psychology program!"

In an old house, two men were talking.

Both were middle-aged, with refined faces that made them look like learned scholars. One of them, however, was clearly extremely respectful, continually answering the other man's questions.

"Did he really develop the ability of Mental Field Control?"

"That day, I saw that the rain didn't touch his body. He must have awakened a related potential!"

"Interesting!"

"To treat his mental illness, An Ran taught him the Mental Foundations Chapter and the Medical Principles Chapter. We looked into it. Wave after wave of people investigated Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying, and some even watched Song Fengying in her livestream every day, but hardly anyone actually approached the two youngsters in their family."

"Your information is outdated. The Zuo Household has already tied Zhang Manqian to their side. They've put the word out that they've taken a liking to her and no one can snatch her away!"

"Can we really squeeze anything out of these people?"

"Keeping an appropriate eye on someone won't place much of a burden on you!"

Some things might come to nothing, but in all matters, there was always the chance of what might happen.

What if they obtained relevant information? What if their opponents intercepted it? What if they found the precious treasure that had vanished from the sinkhole?

There was no loss in paying an appropriate amount of attention.

If they obtained nothing relevant, they would not lose much, as was the case with