First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 129: Still Care About Saving Face? One Slap Sends You Flying

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“He...”

Hearing Captain Li mumble behind him, Lu Ding turned his head. “He what?”

“It’s nothing… If he didn’t turn it off himself, why would he even be thinking about it? The fact that he’s thinking about it proves he’s trying to recall—whether he turned it off himself or someone else did.”

“There aren’t any signs of the uniform being ripped, which also proves he did it himself. The power switch on the law enforcement recorder is tiny.”

“In a struggle, it’s impossible not to tug at the clothes.”

“Plus, the Bureau has a rule—losing a law enforcement recorder is equivalent to a Security Officer losing their gun...”

The more Captain Li spoke, the more bitter his expression became. He really hadn’t expected one of his own to side with outsiders.

Lu Ding stood up. “Looks like Captain Li’s training results are pretty solid. You’ve said everything I was going to say—and even filled in the gaps.”

But all Li Kai felt was shame.

“Xiaobai, grab the two of them—we’re going to the Kou Family!”

Well, that made things simple. No need for explanations.

Colluding with 749 Investigators, stealing classified 749 intel.

And how do you define classified intel?

Please, the movements of trainees at the Advanced Training Facility—those are absolutely classified. These are geniuses from each region, carefully groomed for the future.

The Kou Family has no relation to Lu Ding or Bai Hemen. Why the hell are you watching them?

What, trying to ambush and eliminate them?

Bai Hemen stepped forward. The semi-conscious Kou Jingshen looked up at the three of them.

“This is Jinshan. How dare you—”

BANG!

Before he could finish, Bai Hemen had already picked up on Lu Ding’s signature move.

He grabbed Kou Jingshen by the collar and “promoted” him on the spot.

A knee to the gut—pain twisted his face, his eyeballs bulged, his complexion went from red to pale.

Lu Ding, who had been turned slightly to the side, now looked over.

“Jinshan? The way you said that almost made me think Jinshan doesn’t belong to the Han Empire.”

SMACK!

Lu Ding casually slapped him across the face. The elevator trembled, and Kou Jingshen’s cheek swelled instantly.

Lu Ding held out his hand. “Threatening a 749 Investigator? All your confidence comes from the Kou Family. I just slapped you. What’s the Kou Family going to do about it?”

Then he turned his hand around and slapped him again.

Smack!

“Now I’m not acting as a 749 Investigator. I’m slapping you as Lu Ding.”

“What’s the Kou Family going to do now?”

Seriously, this guy’s played the CEO role so long he doesn’t even know who’s in control anymore.

You’re a grasshopper in autumn, already at the end of your rope, and you’re still hopping?

Forget Lu Ding being an Investigator—even if he weren’t, with twenty years of cheat-level power under his belt, you dare threaten him!?

Lu Ding turned, then spun back—delivered a kick square to the chest.

Kou Jingshen lost all his swagger.

His chest caved in. Frothy spit turned red at the corners of his mouth.

Lu Ding just said one word: “Let’s go.”

Bai Hemen carried the two of them and followed behind Lu Ding.

By now, Li Kai’s anger was rising too.

Not toward Lu Ding—but toward the lawless Kou Family.

Strutting around was one thing, but at least they’d kept some restraint when it came to 749 Investigators.

But ever since the new city development plans came down from above…

The Kou Family kept stalling on relocating their ancestral graves. And now they were colluding with 749 insiders to leak intel?

No wonder higher-ups had been delaying action against the Kou Family.

Li Kai hadn’t understood before, but now it was clear—they were saving it as a trial run for trainees from the Advanced Facility.

And now those trainees were here.

And not just anyone—Lu Ding and Bai Hemen.

Joining in to beat a dog while it’s down? Totally justified, right?

He pulled out his phone and made a call.

“Have Team One bring all their gear. Stand by outside the Kou Family’s compound.”

This was a mission for the trainees—they wouldn’t intervene.

But someone had to clean up afterward, right?

Someone had to maintain order, right?

If the Kou Family decided to go all out, gang up on the few with many—they’d need backup, right?

And what they’d be met with… would be the fully prepped 749 support team.

Perfect opportunity to blow off some steam from the past few weeks.

Carrying the two captives, they stepped out of Kou Corporation.

Right at the door.

A girl in an elegant long dress stood waiting, flanked by three or four Linghai Realm Cultivators of Qi and an old man in the Divine Palace Realm—blocking their way.

Lan Ya saw Kou Jingshen foaming blood and a flicker of pain flashed in her eyes.

She did her best to stay composed, tamping down her fury as she spoke. “Investigator, could you give me some face? Let me take Jingshen for medical treatment.”

Lan Ya—Kou Jingshen’s so-called fiancée.

From the Lan Family, a Cultivator clan of the Han Empire.

A second-tier noble family.

She and Kou Jingshen had been college classmates. After graduation, she’d followed him to Jinshan.

But Kou Jingshen… didn’t like her.

He liked the daughter of a local farmhouse owner near the river where he always went fishing.

Lan Ya was your classic love-struck fool.

Lu Ding couldn’t understand it—sure, the Lan Family wasn’t top-tier, but compared to the Kou Family? That’s like a lion versus a chicken.

You could’ve chosen anyone—why him?

What do you see in him?

That icy face? His habit of fishing at midnight? The fact that he’s always ghosting people?

Or maybe you’re moved by the maid’s comment—“This is the first time Young Master brought a woman home”?

Is that supposed to be romantic?

Lu Ding looked at Lan Ya and asked, “You want me to give you face?”

“Is that face for you, or for your surname?”

Lan Ya’s eyes shifted to Li Kai—a 749 Captain from a lower-tier city, actually standing behind this unfamiliar Investigator.

It was clear from his bearing—either rich or powerful. Definitely from somewhere big.

But no matter what… Jingshen, I will save you!

“What difference does it make?”

SMACK!!!

Lu Ding raised his hand, infused it with Qi, and slapped hard enough to stir the air. The blow sent her flying, spinning midair before crashing to the ground, unconscious.

His voice followed a beat later: “No difference at all. Because whether it’s you or the Lan Family—neither holds any weight with me. I just wanted to mess with a love-struck fool like you.”

The Lan Family raised her, nurtured her. And now she jumps out, asking if it makes a difference? Isn’t that waving the Lan Family’s banner?

Lu Ding’s presence here represented the will of the 749 Bureau’s upper ranks. You try to interfere with official duties under the name of the Lan Family—what, you think that’s not going to bring trouble down on them?

Did you even ask if the Lan Family agreed with your move?

If that’s not being an ungrateful little wretch, what is?

You can live your life. You can say being born into the Lan Family wasn’t your choice. But you can choose not to use their name.

Stand tall. Say it proudly with your own Linghai Realm power: “I speak for myself alone.”

Lu Ding had given her that chance. She didn’t take it.

And as for whether acting so decisively would provoke retaliation from the Lan Family?

What, should he have hesitated? Let her argue back and forth? In the end, it would just come down to two outcomes: either she walks away with him, or things escalate into a fight.

And the first outcome? Almost impossible.

So why wait? Just end it.

As for the Lan Family? Let them come.

What, you think interfering with 749 Bureau operations is a small matter?

Still care about saving face?