Chapter 370: Knowing Me Makes Things Easier - Teeth-Pulling Tea to Quench Thirst

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...... "So they won't give the Gao family any chance to recover." Lu Ding waved his hand, mimicking waves: "Wave upon wave, piling up until the Gao family is washed ashore, facing the 749 Bureau head-on." "The Gao family may be arrogant, but arrogance isn't illegal. Their actions have merits, and there were reasons behind them." "But these people are different—they're purely malicious, just wanting to profit without considering the current situation, wishing for chaos to reign. The type who'd happily trample others to death." The previously naive Wutian now learned something new. He said with partial understanding: "So when the Green Vine investigator asked the Gao family to withdraw the flower reward earlier, it was to prevent these situations and limit chaos?" Lu Ding glanced at him. This little monk showed some wisdom. "Partly correct, but incomplete. Another reason is Green Vine 749 wanting to save face." "Then Venerable Lu, why didn't you make the Gao family withdraw it?" Lu Ding strode out the door, chest high. Standing in sunlight: "Because this is Green Vine's territory—they must act reasonably, legally, and compliantly." "But I'm different. I too wish for chaos, and I've always been reasonable and legal... but never compliant." "If pushed, I might only need legality—no reason, no rules." "When Green Vine negotiates, they can argue: 'Our family member died, we want revenge, we demand answers. If Green Vine 749 won't act, can't we handle it ourselves?'" "If they truly acted alone, fine. But they're clearly trying to push the Gao family forward." Here, Lu Ding paused, a smile emerging. "That excuse doesn't work with me." "Because I couldn't care less." "When I handle matters, I make the rules." Forward! In the Gao family parlor, a foul-smelling crowd enjoyed fine tea. Qin He, the Qin family's leader, blew on his lidded teacup, not even looking up at Gao Mian—Gao Zhiyu's eldest daughter currently hosting. He said: "Niece, why isn't your father here yet?" Gao Mian sat gracefully in the host's seat: "Uncle Qin, please be patient. He'll arrive shortly." Huo Jue'en of the Huo family interjected: "How can we wait? It's not just your Gao family who lost people—we suffered too!" "With the flower reward withdrawn, how do we catch the killer? Rely on who? The 749 Bureau?" Qin He took the cue: "Are they reliable?" Huo Jue'en: "If they were reliable, would they be called 749?" Qin He: "Now, that's unfair." Huo Jue'en: "Then how should we put it?" Qin He smiled: "The old 749 was reliable." Huo Jue'en pretended to ponder: "But that was the past, no?" Their duet ended in shared laughter filling the room. Then came clapping from the doorway. Clap... clap... clap... "A comedy act! Authentic too. Keep going—don't stop on my account." The silhouette backlit in the doorway seemed to devour light, casting endless darkness. An icy aura plunged the two men into imaginary frozen depths. Silence gripped the room. As fellow 749 investigators, Meng Chang and his assistant might not feel Lu Ding's presence as acutely—being on the same side. After learning of Lu Ding's deeds, their deepest thought was: "No matter how brutal, it won't be turned on us." But outsiders felt differently. Lu Ding's rise was swift, his reputation like a hurricane leaving devastation in its wake. As they say: "A straight foot isn't afraid of a crooked shoe." "With conscience clear, you needn't fear knocks at midnight." 749 investigators respected and feared him. Outsiders simply trembled. His scholar-warrior sleeves announced plainly: Don't celebrate prematurely, nor mourn what isn't concluded. For now entering was: Yunhai 749 investigator, Architect of the Northwest Heavenly Perception Realm Bai family's fall, Blackwater Market's regime-changer, Catalyst of the Han Dynasty's foreign wars, Peerless in his realm, Slayer of higher realms, Who carved through the monster den inside and out, Leaving headless corpses and scattered limbs— Yunhai's Corpse-Shattering Taishui, Lu... Ding!!! Huo Jue'en and Qin He exchanged glances, seeing cold sweat on each other's brows. A silent exchange: Huo Jue'en: Did he hear us? Qin He: He definitely heard us! Their legs gave way. Thud! They knelt. Huo Jue'en: "Heh... V-Venerable Lu... when did you arrive?" Qin He: "Grand Guardian, long time no see." Lu Ding eyed Qin He. Familiar, but unplaceable. "You know me?" Qin He nodded eagerly: "Yes yes! At the Northwest Bai family matriarch's birthday—I witnessed your magnificent bearing!" Huo Jue'en's eyes bulged. You never mentioned knowing Lu Ding before! Now you're acquainted?! What about me?! "Good that you know me—makes things easier." Lu Ding raised a hand, spiritual energy delivering a teacup before him. Threads from the [Cured Silk Scattered Meat Technique] flew, guided by slender fingers. A flick— Half of Qin He's teeth ripped out. Blood flowed as teeth plinked into the cup. Lu Ding casually said: "After all that talking, you must be thirsty. Drink—quench your thirst." Enduring nerve-wrenching pain, Qin He downed the bloody tooth-tea, swallowing everything—leaves, teeth, and blood. Then he forced praise: "Grand Guardian's tea is exceptional—bitter then sweet, layered, with lasting aftertaste." Lu Ding patted his cheek: "Hahahaha..." The tyrant's laughter—born of overwhelming power— made everyone shiver. "Sit. You might still be useful." "N-no need! You take the seat!" Qin He, chin dripping blood, dared not wipe it. Sit?! The chair might as well be spiked. Witnessing this, Huo Jue'en thought: If this is how Lu Ding treats acquaintances... then what awaits me...? Resolute, he gathered energy— Palm as blade, he severed his own arm. A limb can be reattached. Life, once lost, is gone forever. True, 749 investigators can't kill indiscriminately. But they especially can't kill colleagues casually. News from Blackwater Market spread fast— not just the Huang family's end, but how many investigators Lu Ding slaughtered there. Yet here he was in Green Vine, unbothered. This wasn't about capability anymore. Ponder all you want—you'll never comprehend. "Venerable Lu, I never meant offense—to you or 749! I spoke nonsense in folly!"

Chapter 370: Knowing Me Makes Things Easier - Teeth-Pulling Tea to Quench Thirst

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