First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 166: So What If I Hit You? I’ll Break Both Your Legs

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With Lu Ding and Bai Hemen coming, Ren Tong had of course given his daughter a heads-up.

Even though he trusted his precious daughter wouldn’t do or say anything inappropriate...

You never know, right?

Just in case, he gave her a little advance notice.

So when Lu Ding and Bai Hemen showed up, they didn’t need much introduction.

Ren Tong had already done the prep work.

They could get right to the point—no need for self-introductions or dragging through formalities.

And sure enough—

These were all descendants of Qi Cultivator families, so they were cultivators too. Naturally, they could sense Divine Palace Realm pressure.

Instantly, all four of them were shaking in the knees.

Smack!!!

A slap flew across: “You were bullying her?”

The cigarette flew out of the boy’s mouth.

The other three took one look and thought, This probably has nothing to do with us, right? They were here for Zhai Guang, so… time to dip?

Their feet began to shuffle, inching away sideways.

Lu Ding lifted a hand with a whoosh of wind.

One slap per person—right down the line.

“Said him! Didn’t say you! But you’re in it too, huh!”

The three were smacked into the air in spinning arcs.

“You... you dare hit me?”

Zhai Guang clutched his face, staring at Bai Hemen, fear and disbelief both showing in his eyes.

Bai Hemen’s brain wasn’t the sharpest to begin with, and now that he’d had a bit to drink—

When he heard that, he turned to Lu Ding with a questioning look.

Lu Ding walked over and slapped from the left.

Smack!!!

“So what if I hit you!?”

Bai Hemen instantly understood.

Raised his hand and slapped from the right.

Smack!

Imitating Lu Ding’s emphatic tone:

“So what!?”

Lu Ding followed up with another slap.

Smack!!

“So what!!?”

Bai Hemen slapped the same cheek Lu Ding had just hit—then slapped it back the other way.

Smack!!

“So what!?”

A whole series of slaps followed—ten or more in a row. Zhai Guang, who still had a bit of arrogant defiance in his eyes,

Now looked dazed and glassy-eyed.

Not a shred of resistance left.

Clutching his swollen pig-faced cheek, he was just about to speak.

Lu Ding raised a hand to cut him off.

Then looked down at the three still lying on the ground: “Stop faking it. Get up!”

“You three—form a circle. Take turns slapping each other. If anyone goes soft, I’ll slap you myself.”

One of the girls looked up, scared, and said, “Bro, I’m a girl... can I...”

Boom!!!

She was instantly kicked flying into a corner.

Lu Ding turned to point at Ren Shuang as he said:

“A girl? She’s a girl too—didn’t stop you from bullying her, did it?”

“Don’t give me that bullst.”

“You two! Start slapping!”

Seeing Lu Ding was serious—one kick sent someone flying—the other two didn’t dare think about anything else.

Anyone with eyes could tell.

These two were the real deal—dumb and deadly.

All you heard was:

Smack smack smack! A frenzy of mutual face-slapping.

Lu Ding turned back to Zhai Guang: “Now, what were you about to say?”

Zhai Guang swallowed hard.

Stammered: “M-my brother is Zhai... Zhai Lin...”

Bai Hemen grinned: “Don’t care if your brother’s Zhai Lin, or your dad is the dmn Jade Emperor—it doesn’t matter. You bullied the descendant of a 749 martyr.”

Then he pointed skyward: “Call your dad over!!”

“Let him watch me slap you right in front of him!”

Dmn. That was bold. Even Lu Ding hadn’t expected that—normally Bai Hemen barely said a word, and now he was wildin’ out.

Guess the wine hit a little hard.

Zhai Guang was stunned speechless.

Lu Ding slapped him again to snap him back to reality.

Smack!

“Snap out of it. You said that to show off your brother, right? Fine—lead the way to your house. Let’s see how badass your brother really is.”

Then he turned to the two who were still slapping each other.

“You—the one surnamed Ruan. Message your cousin Ruan Xiaoqi. Tell him to get to the Zhai residence right now.”

“You’ve got ten minutes. Just ten. If he’s not there in ten, I’ll find you and break both your legs.”

“Like this!”

As he spoke, Lu Ding moved—one kick per leg, both of Zhai Guang’s legs snapped with a crack.

“AAAHHH!!!!”

A blood-curdling scream burst out—Lu Ding slapped him again, smacking blood from his mouth.

“Shut the fk up. You’re annoying. Your Zhai family has the means to heal you. By tomorrow, you’ll be good as new.”

Zhai Guang covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound, blood seeping through his fingers.

Lu Ding added one last line: “Tell your cousin—my name is Lu Ding.”

“My name is Bai Hemen.”

Those names landed like thunder.

In Yunmeng’s current Qi Cultivator scene, there wasn’t a single person who didn’t know them.

Who didn’t know that Corpse-Shattering Taishui from Yunhai 749 and his partner had come to make a statement?

They’d just been quiet for a few days...

But now—turns out they were already here!!!

Lu Ding’s fierce reputation flashed through everyone’s mind.

The two kids nodded frantically, cheeks puffed from the beating.

Lu Ding grabbed the groaning Zhai Guang off the ground.

Then turned to Ren Shuang: “Sis, let’s go—I’m getting justice for you.”

In that moment, Ren Shuang’s eyes shimmered in the light.

She had thought these two would be like the people her dad had brought last time—

A few warnings, some empty words, and then disappear after a few days.

Nothing changed before, and nothing would change after.

She figured she’d have to just suffer through her senior year and escape this place on her own.

But she never imagined—Lu Ding and Bai Hemen would actually throw hands. And even drag someone off to demand justice.

Her parents were Qi Cultivators—both part of 749.

Naturally, she couldn’t be an exception—just didn’t have much talent.

But that meant she knew exactly what the Zhai and Ruan surnames meant in Yunmeng.

And because she understood—she was truly touched.

“Thank you...”

Her voice trembled, choked with emotion.

But she didn’t say anything more—because Ren Tong had reminded her:

“If you feel wronged, tell them. But don’t interfere with their decisions. Whatever they want to do, let them. Whatever they ask of you, do it. They won’t hurt you.”

In this moment, Lu Ding’s figure was etched into her eyes—and her heart.

To Ren Shuang, who was still living in the dark,

Lu Ding was nothing less than a beam of light.

As for her father Ren Tong—he was the steady foundation holding her up.

It was only thanks to him that she could even reach that light.

“Let it all out. Clear your emotions. Then we’ll enjoy the show.”

Crying is normal. And comforting someone isn’t as simple as saying “Don’t cry.”

The most direct, effective way—

Is making the perpetrator suffer the same or worse than the victim.

That’s the best apology.

Not some dry, meaningless “sorry.” That does nothing.

If “sorry” fixed everything, we wouldn’t need Security Officers.

Lu Ding swung Zhai Guang down and smashed him to the ground.

Thud!!

“I picked you up to make this easier. Now point the way.”

Zhai Guang, trembling, raised a shaking finger toward the direction of his home.