Then...
Crack, crack, crack, crack... thud...
The tree was ripped out by Bai Hen.
That guy, Huangfu Lingyun got beaten up badly.
But he didn't let out a single sound.
After doing all this, Bai Hen ca up and looked at Lu Ding: "How much is it? I can pay compensation."
Lu Ding was smiling so hard he was practically in pain.
"Forget it."
As he spoke, Fu Xinghe, who had received a notification saying he didn't need to co back but still returned anyway, walked out from the side.
His gaze swept around, scanning the entire area.
Finally, it landed on Yan Feifan, whom he had never t before.
Although he had never seen the man in person.
But Fu Xinghe's intuition told him that this person was, without a doubt, Yan Feifan!!!
He walked up and greeted him first: "Brother Lu."
Then he looked at Yan Feifan and extended his hand: "Hello, I've heard so much about you. Brother Lu often ntions you. My na is Fu Xinghe, I'm Brother Lu's personal secretary and his assistant investigator in the Second Circle."
The mont these words were spoken.
The atmosphere instantly beca thick with gunpowder.
Yan Feifan withdrew his smile, his gaze turning serious as he extended his hand: "Hello, Secretary Fu. My na is Yan Feifan. Looking forward to working together in the future."
Regarding the fact that Lu Ding had an assistant investigator.
Yan Feifan had long been ntally prepared.
After all, what kind of genius was Lu Ding?
Don't even ntion just one assistant—even if they assigned him ten, Yan Feifan would think it was reasonable!
But he still had the confidence to stand out among the many assistant investigators, even if his cultivation level wasn't high enough yet.
So what?
People like them relied on their brains, competing on who was sharper!
In this regard, Yan Feifan hadn't been confident before, but after following Lu Ding through so many things in the Third Circle, Yan Feifan now had more than enough confidence!!
While Lu Ding's strength was growing, Yan Feifan's cleverness and resourcefulness had also grown.
And he could tell that this was Fu Xinghe's benign challenge.
With Yan Feifan's intelligence, he had already figured out the general reason.
This territory was huge, and Brother Lu hadn't been up here for very long.
And given his personality, there would definitely be soone writing reports for him, handling miscellaneous tasks, managing information, and so on.
So, in a situation of rapid expansion with multiple assistant investigators.
Only the victor could go out on missions with Brother Lu. The one who fell short would have to stay ho writing docunts and making plans.
Watching the hidden knives and arrows exchanged between the two n's eyes.
Lu Ding felt helpless, but he didn't know what to say.
There was no such thing as "first co, first served"—both of them had made their own contributions.
And right now, there were too many things going on in the western region.
Relying on just one of them would absolutely tire him out beyond recognition.
They had to work together, dividing the labor.
He also needed people around him.
Rotation, though seemingly fair, wasn't actually that reasonable.
Only by having the two of them truly clash in wit, determining who was superior for the mont, would they each be convinced, find their own place for a ti, and then continue the rivalry next ti.
Lu Ding spoke up: "Alright, alright. Xinghe, since you're back, please help them get the files filed first."
"I'll take them to the dormitory."
After he said that, Yan Feifan very sensibly went to gather up the files and docunts that everyone had brought up.
He put them all together and handed them to Fu Xinghe: "Thanks for your hard work."
After Fu Xinghe left.
Lu Ding led them to the dormitory that had been prepared in advance for everyone.
It was called a dormitory.
But it was actually a small Western-style house.
One household per floor.
Lu Ding also lived here.
He lived on the top floor.
The new city didn't have much going for it—the economy was backward—and it only had two real advantages: its excellent geographical location with developnt potential, and the abundance of vacant land that allowed for bold planning.
This was the place Lu Ding had reserved for himself and his friends within the White Ridge 749 Bureau.
It was right next to the farmhouse restaurant run by Jin Si's wife.
Although Jin Si was a demon spirit who had been killed by Lu Ding, the secret technique he had provided had helped Lu Ding imnsely.
So he would protect his wife for life.
The ti she had spent running the farmhouse restaurant within the 749 Bureau was definitely one of the safest and most comfortable periods of Jin Si's wife's life.
And with Lu Ding's lie that her husband was on a special mission.
Countless investigators ca to her place every day to support her business, drink tea, and chat and laugh.
She made money.
And with everyone calling her "sis," her mood also improved.
On the way there, Huangfu Lingyun, who had just been beaten, asked curiously: "There's actually a farmhouse restaurant here?"
Yan Feifan, prompted unintentionally, said: "Brother Lu, did you eat the golden pheasant I brought you last ti?"
"I ate so, but not much."
Lu Ding answered truthfully.
He barely even ate als, let alone the golden pheasant.
Yan Feifan smiled: "We brought quite a few more this ti. How about we go to the farmhouse restaurant later and make a wood-fired chicken?"
Wutian silently raised his hand and perford a Buddhist greeting: "Amitabha."
These four words contained everything.
Lu Ding looked at him: "I know, I know. I still owe you that chicken. I haven't let you eat it yet. I'll make it up to you later."
This little monk had such a good mory.
Leading them back to his ho.
Lu Ding took out the keys.
He distributed them to everyone one by one.
"These are chanical keys. The room numbers are written on them. You can register your own fingerprints later. The Arrays are in the kitchen cabinets. Activate them yourselves. If you don't understand sothing, ask ."
As he spoke.
The Red Coffin behind Lu Ding swung wide open.
Everyone sat in a neat row on the sofa.
Sitting in a row, sharing the spoils.
Lu Ding took out a packaged rare natural treasure and gave it to Yan Feifan, who was sitting in the first seat: "I won't give you contribution points. You can earn those yourselves."
"But I can support you with rare natural treasures. What can I say? I just ca into a windfall."
"Feifan, this is yours. Cultivate well."
Yan Feifan stood up: "Thank you, Brother Lu."
Then it was Little Bald Head Wutian: "Damn it, little monk, you didn't even say anything when you ca up, and you almost made miss getting your share ready in ti. Here, this is yours."
Wutian accepted it: "Amitabha. Thank you, Benefactor Lu."
Then it was Wang Qingge. Lu Ding took out a bag: "I don't know how much this will help you, but I still set aside a portion for you. This is yours."
Wang Qingge raised her sign. Her big eyes were squinted in a smile, as if they could speak.
[Thank you]
Then it was Bai Hen.
Lu Ding took out the things: "You're the luckiest of them all. Among the spoils, the most stuff suits you."
First was a jade skull: "This is the life-bound artifact of a Spirit Refinent powerhouse. I feel it really suits you. Refine it well."
Bai Hen felt a little embarrassed. An artifact from a Spirit Refinent powerhouse was already here, but what level was he at now?
But he didn't refuse.
He didn't know how to be polite.
He only knew that if he didn't accept it now, he wouldn't be able to develop quickly and help Lu Ding. If he accepted this one, he would repay Lu Ding a hundredfold, a thousandfold in the future.
He took the item. It was cold in his hand: "Thank you."
"Thank you? Thanking too early. There's more!"
He took out the Slaughter Heart obtained from the Slaughter Goddess Temple: "This is the Slaughter Heart I captured. It's suitable for half-human, half-corpse use. It has infinite wonderful uses and can increase your strength."
Bai Hen accepted it. His heart was moved. Lu Ding was still so good to him, just like his grandmother, thinking of him whenever there was sothing good.
Bai Hen: "Thank you."
"Thank you? Thanking too early. There's more!"
He then took out the fox fur: "This is fox demon fur comparable to a Spirit Refinent Qi Refiner. You gave the scholar-warrior sleeves, so I'm giving you a piece of fox fur. I was in too much of a hurry to make it into sothing. You can make it according to your own height and asurents."
Bai Hen was so moved his lips were tightly pressed together.
"Thank you."
"Thank you? Thanking too early. There's more!"
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