First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!-Chapter 829: Crushing Yu Zhen, Forcing the Ascension Kill—If I Release the Video, Won’t Tingyuxuan Explode?

"At that time, we can fully promote cooperation between Great Jing and Great Han."

"Yes... cooperation, cooperation. The Jing Emperor is about to abdicate. Our Listening Rain Pavilion has already pledged allegiance to the Third Prince. The Eldest Prince died young, the Second Prince, Prince Zhao, struggles to compete. Only the Third Prince follows in the proper order of succession; his claim to the throne is the most legitimate, and his ascension has a proper name."

"Don't kill me. As long as you don't kill me... we can reach a cooperation agreement. In the future, when the Third Prince ascends, Listening Rain Pavilion can make him pay homage to Great Han, willingly become a vassal. This is political achievement, this is the merit of your diplomatic mission..."

Zzzzzz...

The activation sound of the [Torture-Crushing Great Rotation] rang out on Yu Zhen's crown of the skull.

Accompanied by Lu Ding's voice: "Keep that godforsaken shithole for yourselves."

A mist of blood gushed forth from the slag discharge port, dyeing the sky red.

The profound despair in Yu Zhen's eyes hadn't even fully risen.

Intense pain triggered a scream: "Ah!!!!!!!!"

Then it abruptly stopped.

In just an instant, that large living man vanished from Lu Ding's hands, dying a miserable death.

Turning around, he flicked the blood staining his hand.

"Depart, Clear Bright Lake!!!!"

Originally, Lu Ding's opinion of the people from Listening Rain Pavilion wasn't too terrible; what did their business matter to him?

But now, someone like Yu Zhen appeared before him, spouting this kind of disloyal, spineless talk.

For the sake of An Wuyang's future throne being secure and stable, he would be the villain in this!

Here.

Yu Zhen had just died.

At Clear Bright Lake's Listening Rain Pavilion, deafening bell sounds immediately rang out, spreading across the entire Clear Bright Lake.

Dong dong dong dong...

"This is Listening Rain Pavilion's Golden Bell. Nine bell tolls... this... which Great Master has passed?"

"Hurry! Hurry to Listening Rain Pavilion!!!!"

With the bell tolls, voices suddenly rose, figures surged, countless Qi Refiners currently at Clear Bright Lake rushed towards Listening Rain Pavilion.

What these people of Listening Rain Pavilion were truly like inside, few truly understood.

But the facade they put on was something that commanded the respect of the entire Great Jing. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Just like that Mount Hua Sect Leader Yue Buqun, with his title of 'Gentleman Sword', so imposing, so domineering, so righteous.

Inside Listening Rain Pavilion.

Gazing at the scattered fragments of the Golden Bell on the ground.

The old man slowly bent his waist, lowered himself with a long sigh: "Sigh........"

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't sent him to negotiate with Lu Ding, advising against creating slaughter, to hold a fair competition, not to affect innocent people... he might not have met such an end..."

"This old man is a sinner. This old man has wronged Yu Zhen, has wronged Listening Rain Pavilion!!"

Seeing the old man beating his chest and stamping his feet, utterly grief-stricken.

The people around hurriedly came forward to console him: "Sir, please take care of your health! Master Yu died for a righteous cause; his death was meaningful. Although he is dead, his spirit still influences us!!!"

"The saying goes, 'When two armies fight, they do not kill envoys.' Sir, your heart is with the common people, yet that Lu Ding acts with the methods of a petty man, truly detestable!!!!"

"We must fight Lu Ding to the end!!! We have backbone!!"

"Do they really think we are like those rabble at Tianshun Prefecture? They couldn't stop him, but we can. As long as I'm alive, I will absolutely not allow Lu Ding to continue southward unless he steps over my corpse!!!"

The old man turned around, his aged eyes clouded with tears. When he saw this group of young people united in hatred, a gleam returned to his eyes!

'Little Yu, walk slowly. Watch how your master captures this Lu Ding to avenge you. Your death is a banner of great righteousness.'

Little did he know, his limited perspective made him ignorant and foolish.

He didn't know what a bodycam was, didn't know what video recording was.

Inside Listening Rain Pavilion, this old man surnamed Lu was still giving a pre-battle mobilization, boosting morale.

Outside Clear Bright Lake, Lu Ding had already arrived by carriage, emphasizing efficiency, a speedrun.

Finish early, go home early.

Holding the ancient scroll, responsible for communication with White Eagle, Fu Xinghe spoke from the side: "Brother Lu, White Eagle sent a message. Listening Rain Pavilion is mobilizing Qi Refiners within Clear Bright Lake's borders to have a decisive battle with you. They're even hoisting the banner of great righteousness, manipulating others' thoughts, positioning you as an enemy of the state, a national foe, and so on."

"Opening their mouths, it's 'for the people'; closing them, it's 'fight to the death, never retreat'."

"He really can't lose either way. If Yu Zhen had negotiated successfully, Listening Rain Pavilion would have the reputation of protecting the people, avoiding slaughter, claiming to spare mortal lives from the ravages of war."

"Now that Yu Zhen was killed by you, he can still shout such slogans. Shameless."

Lu Ding's expression was calm, finding it normal: "Brutes only know how to take the bandit chief's head directly; the cultured use a dull knife to kill."

"Unfortunately, they're too backward, don't understand technological methods. Later, take the video from my bodycam, put it on a big screen for rolling playback, on repeat, broadcast all the way to Clear Bright Lake. Won't his Listening Rain Pavilion explode then?"

Although he didn't care about killing a few more or a few less.

But killing too many would inevitably affect those truly talented people who serve the country and its people.

Good people shouldn't be at gunpoint.

When An Wuyang ascends to power, the Great Jing court will definitely undergo a purge. That will be a time when talent is sorely needed.

They're all friends.

Lu Ding could still consider things for him.

It's just a convenient thing anyway.

He wouldn't offer excessive explanations, nor would he show any mercy. Showing the video is equivalent to stating a fact.

Whether people believe it or not is their business.

He would just display power and advance normally.

Smart people would naturally see, understand, and react, stepping aside accordingly.

If someone sees the video and still doesn't know to get out of the way, then they're either an idiot or deliberately opposing him.

The former, being idiots, are just wasting rice by living; Lu Ding wouldn't mind sending them on their way. The latter, deliberately opposing Lu Ding; Lu Ding wouldn't mind fulfilling their death wish.

Fu Xinghe understood Lu Ding's meaning.

But after the previous school incident, he had clearly grown a lot regarding such issues: "Will they believe it?"

Lu Ding raised his hand. The [Qi of the Ticket Wind] wrapped around the petals, gathering and dispersing into form in his palm, constantly tumbling: "I will demonstrate absolute overwhelming power, making them understand that a true powerhouse disdains deceiving the weak over such trivial matters."

"After all, I alone can kill them all!"

"Believe, and live. Don't believe, and only die. After this is over, once I enter the pass, there will naturally be great Confucian scholars to debate the scriptures on my behalf."

After absorbing the Six-Winged Cicada Slough, an additional touch of tyrannical aura slowly leaked out.

It made Lu Ding, even without emitting black smoke, just standing there, give off a feeling of terrifying strength.

Fu Xinghe fell silent. He felt he was too fixated on so-called 'strategems and schemes'. In the face of true power, all strategems and schemes are merely icing on the cake.

The true element determining the outcome is power alone!!

Although he thought this way, Fu Xinghe wouldn't deny himself. So what if it's just icing on the cake?

The opportunity to add icing to Brother Lu's cake isn't available to everyone. Moreover, he also does the miscellaneous work.

A small advantage is better than perfect preparation; contentment brings happiness. Even if it's just icing on the cake, he wants to be the one who adds the best icing.

At the very least, he must keep pace with 'Yan Feifan' and not be outdone by him.

Ever since hearing the name 'Yan Feifan' and his deeds from Lu Ding's mouth last time.

The sense of urgency in Fu Xinghe's heart grew stronger with each passing day.

He didn't look down on Yan Feifan because he came from the Third Circle, because he knew that someone who could become Brother Lu's assistant investigator would never be confined by the Third Circle. He would come up sooner or later. At that time, there would only be one main investigator, but two assistant investigators.

Although Fu Xinghe also served as secretary, he intended to openly compete with Yan Feifan for the assistant investigator position fair and square, each relying on their own abilities, friendship first!

Habitually pushing his glasses: "I'll go handle it immediately."

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Practiced driving today, will continue with extra updates tomorrow.