Chapter 657: What the Hell is Fierce Pursuit Hall? And Who the Hell Are You, Jian Suixin?
Chapter 657: What the Hell is Fierce Pursuit Hall? And Who the Hell Are You, Jian Suixin?
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White Ridge Special Envoy, the Corpse-Shattering Taishui, Lu Ding!!!!
The smile vanished from Jian Suixin's face, her expression gradually turning grave.
Feng Yueming beside her was even worse, her eyes already beginning to brim with terror, but before that fear could fully overflow and spill out...
She was pulled behind Jian Suixin in one swift motion, shielded.
Jian Suixin herself took a step forward, blocking the space in front of Feng Yueming.
"Fierce Pursuit Hall, Broken Branch Guardian, Jian Suixin, greets Grand Duke Lu."
Nicknames are what others call you. He'd never heard of anyone introducing themselves and bringing up their own nickname.
Lu Ding pondered, he didn't go around telling people either.
'I am the Corpse-Shattering Taishui.'Lu Ding stepped forward through the air, ripples spreading under his feet.
His gaze fell upon the young man on the rockery.
Looking at the wounds on his body and the greatly diminished, withered life force.
Good thing he didn't chat too long with Qin Jinghao in the White Ridge 749 case reception hall.
Otherwise, by the time he got here, there might really only be one breath left.
Wasn't that just making people suffer?
His current condition was still okay, so the plot could continue.
Raising his hand, a slash from the Way of the Jinche cut through, severing the restraints binding Du Huaisheng.
Qin Jinghao, who had just arrived, saw this and hurriedly flew over to catch the sliding Du Huaisheng.
Grand Duke Lu's magnificent robe must not be dirtied.
Although he didn't know if Lu Ding cared.
If it were him, though, having earned his fine clothes and good food through his own abilities, anyone who dared to dirty his clothes or disturb his dining pleasure...
That would mean death!!!
Of course, in the past, Qin Jinghao, who had suffered bitterly since childhood, might have resorted to any means to do such things.
But now he was under Grand Duke Lu's command.
So he would do things reasonably and legally.
As long as he had the ability, he believed Lu Ding would never treat him unfairly.
The weakened Du Huaisheng lifted his eyes to look at Qin Jinghao supporting him and Lu Ding standing suspended in the air.
Words of gratitude spilled out intermittently, muddled and unclear: "%Thank*&
Duke."
The words 'many', 'Lu', and 'Grand' required more tongue movement.
So he couldn't pronounce them.
Lu Ding noticed this situation, flew over, reached out, and with not much force, pried open Du Huaisheng's mouth. Seeing half his tongue was missing and his mouth was a bloody mess...
He smiled.
The curve appeared on his face.
Jian Suixin's uneasy heart completely sank to the bottom.
Faced with situations like this, most people have two choices. The first: remain silent, acknowledging the stronger force.
The second: use words to bolster one's own presence, giving oneself some reassuring confidence.
Jian Suixin happened to be the second type.
Bearing the pressure Lu Ding exuded head-on, she shielded Feng Yueming firmly behind her: "I have long heard of Grand Duke Lu's fearsome reputation in White Ridge. Today, arriving at the Lady's Temple, my Fierce Pursuit Hall..."
*SMACK!!!!*
His hand shot out like a dragon, precise and lethal!!
Directly grabbing her throat, locking her neck, an eagle's claw gripping her windpipe, not allowing even a sliver of air.
Lu Ding's voice rang out: "What the hell is your Fierce Pursuit Hall? Worthy of flaunting itself before me?"
With a lift and a throw!
*Thud, thud, thud, thud...*
Jian Suixin's body skipped across the water's surface like a stone, tumbling and stumbling repeatedly.
Finally, with a *thump*, she crashed through the rockery. Lu Ding's voice rose again.
"And who the hell are you, Jian Suixin? Worthy of the name 'Guardian'?"
The only impression Lu Ding had of the two words 'Tai Bao' (Guardian) was of his own deputy director from the Third Circle, Chu Tianbao, Deputy Director Chu, nicknamed by others as the Heaven-Piercing Guardian.
Now, just anyone could call themselves a Guardian?
A member of a sinister criminal organization was worthy of that name?
Lu Ding found it laughable, 'Broken Branch Guardian'.
The phrasing was quite literary. Understanding it another way: she hated men.
Actually, Lu Ding didn't care if she hated men or women.
Love whoever.
As long as she didn't cause trouble for him.
You could hate men, you could hate the whole world, it had nothing to do with him. In his book, men and women were equal.
But this Jian Suixin just had to cause trouble.
Plus, she was a member of Fierce Pursuit Hall.
Lu Ding felt somewhat helpless. Currently, White Ridge 749 investigators were short-staffed, management was insufficient. If he moved against Fierce Pursuit Hall now, it would inevitably involve Lady's Temple 749.
If a conflict arose with Lady's Temple 749 then...
Was Lu Ding the type to endure things?
Absolutely not.
Damn it, spoiling you, really giving you face.
He would definitely deal with Lady's Temple 749 along with them.
But the result of that would be being overwhelmed.
White Ridge had just stabilized, and only on the surface at that, paired with a chaotic Path of Dry Bones—that was already overwhelming.
If they added Lady's Temple on top...
Even if the Bureau's investigators were nuclear-powered donkeys, they couldn't withstand such usage.
And Lu Ding was the type who would rather go without than accept subpar quality.
So there was no question of letting problematic investigators slide.
Even White Ridge, the place that first followed him, he intended to purge, let alone other places.
Therefore, Lu Ding was very annoyed!
This Jian Suixin, wasn't she purely causing trouble for him!
Breaking laws and causing chaos day after day, rushing to deliver themselves as casualties, just adding to his overwhelming workload.
Thinking of this, Lu Ding turned his head to look at Feng Yueming, who had lost her protection.
She shrank her neck back: "It's... it's not my business."
If Jian Suixin were here, she might not have capitulated so quickly, but now Jian Suixin had been thrown out in a single encounter.
Surely she couldn't expect to face Lu Ding head-on herself?
So, she could only try to absolve herself, push everything onto Jian Suixin.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced in the direction Jian Suixin had been flung, seeing her stand up somewhat disheveled, her eyes full of disbelief looking at her.
Feng Yueming thought to herself: 'You love me, right? ... Now things have developed to this point.'
'If you love me, then bear all the responsibility alone... let the punishment fall on you only.'
As the saying goes, husband and wife are birds in the same forest, but when disaster strikes, each flies away.
Moreover, Jian Suixin and Feng Yueming weren't even husband and wife yet.
Jian Suixin felt a chill in her heart, but she steeled herself, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and stood up from the water like a drowned rat: "Yes, I did it all."
The two of them coordinated quite well.
But Du Huaisheng, who was receiving treatment, couldn't help but raise a finger upon hearing this.
Using his mouth with half a tongue missing, he mumbled incoherently: "You *%!!!!!"
Others didn't understand.
But Qin Jinghao understood, because his master was a big talker, he had listened for over a decade or two, mastering the skill through practice.
He hurriedly translated: "He says, you're full of crap!!!"
Hey!! There was even emotional transmission.
Du Huaisheng continued: "*……%#*"
Qin Jinghao translated: "He says, you not only beat him, but also insulted Grand Duke Lu, saying Grand Duke Lu isn't his father."
Hearing this, Lu Ding...
Looked at Feng Yueming, whose face instantly turned deathly pale.
He lowered himself a little, adjusted the bodycam, aiming it at her face: "Have you taken a driver's license test?"
Feng Yueming: ???????
She shook her head, unable to speak, her eyes filled with fear.
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