The tea that had just been brought over and placed beside Lu Ding was gently pushed aside by him. His gaze shifted to Shen Xingfu: "You little bastard?" Thinking about how the White Eagle and Great Han were always at odds. Constantly battling openly and behind the scenes over trivial matters. Shen Xingfu immediately began to vent his emotions. "Exactly!! That bastard Lu Ding!!!" Once the ancestor spoke, the others chimed in. "Not just a bastard, Lu Ding is truly the beast among beasts, the scoundrel among scoundrels!!!" "Despicable Great Han bred a despicable bastard!!" Lu Ding laughed: "Haha... The beast among beasts, the scoundrel among scoundrels, alright, fine." "You all... have a huge grudge against him, huh?" As soon as he asked, every member of the Shen family eagerly responded. "A huge grudge, a blood feud, a grudge that won’t be tolerated!!" "He killed our ancestor Xing’an!" "And it was an ambush, completely lacking any martial ethics." "He probably even called people to gang up on him. Our ancestor Xing’an stood no chance alone." What a massive grudge. He killed their ancestor. Lu Ding nodded seriously. His expression was full of approval. Updates are released by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩 "This is indeed quite a grudge." Upon hearing this, every Shen family member burst into laughter. See? Even this great White Eagle officer considered it a mortal grudge. Shen Xingfu sat beside him with a forced smile, just about to ask, "Officer, what brings you here today?" Before he could utter a word, Lu Ding, while fiddling with his phone, said: "But how come I don’t remember killing your ancestor Xing’an?" The moment those words came out, The atmosphere in the room instantly froze, so silent you could hear a pin drop. It was as if time had stopped. Everyone who heard those words, the massive amount of information in them, caused their brains to momentarily crash. Each of them stiffened, turning their heads, pupils wide with shock as they stared at Lu Ding. And Lu Ding was already scrolling on his phone. On the screen was information about the Shen family’s ancestor. Lu Ding looked it over and said with sudden realization: "Oh~ so that’s who it was. Just a trivial matter. If you hadn’t brought it up, I really wouldn’t have remembered who he was." "After all, the number of people who have died by my hands is way too many." Finally, the impact of those words made the knowledge in Shen Xingfu’s mind start to overlap. The photo of Great Han’s Lu Ding and the face of this White Eagle officer before him gradually merged. Like a wild animal, he stiffened in place, caught between fight or flight. Until Lu Ding’s voice broke the silence again. "By the way, doesn’t your Shen family raise a rabbit?" Lu Ding’s fierce reputation needed no embellishment: one monster room, one Whaleguard Island incident. The first was the foundation, the second the building. The outside wild dogs, unwilling to admit their uselessness, fabricated Lu Ding Tai Sui’s fearsome name. Rumors passed from person to person, distorted as they spread. The handsome Tai Sui, donned in literary and martial robes, brings disaster wherever he goes. A phrase that hits the mark. Everyone is equal; do not offend Tai Sui. Behind their backs, they talk trash; face to face, they talk nonsense. From hundreds of thousands of miles away, I will cause him trouble. From inches away, but it won’t be too troublesome. That sudden oppressive aura made sweat beads roll down Shen Xingfu’s forehead. His lips and complexion visibly paled. "You must be joking, right?" A Shen family member said this. Lu Ding didn’t even look back; he raised his hand and unleashed a slash of the Way of the Jinche. The person and the wall behind him, the house, and the ground all cracked open. Blood sprayed, and the house shook. Originally, Lu Ding wanted to use a gentler method. He wasn’t a bloodthirsty person. No need to kill everyone along the way, right? But now, these people all treated him like a mortal enemy. Beast among beasts, scoundrel among scoundrels — they said it all. How was this any different from inviting him to a duel? Lu Ding had to satisfy them and give them a chance for revenge. "I didn’t ask you, better shut your mouth." His eyes glanced at Shen Xingfu: "Are you deaf?" Shen Xingfu trembled: "Y-yes... there is such a thing... it’s... in the back garden shrine." He was honest, but it wasn’t natural honesty—it was from the intimidation Lu Ding’s oppressive aura brought out. If before, he still held onto a sliver of hope, This contemptuous gaze and the signature slash confirmed one thing: this White Eagle officer in front of him was indeed Great Han’s Corpse-Shattering Taishui, Lu Ding!!! Hearing this, Lu Ding laughed himself. He had thought the rabbit spirit was well hidden. Sigh, indeed, the most effective methods are often plain and simple. Flying Bear Pounce technique not picking up the scent was normal. This thing only costs 500 contribution points, and to have it accompany him this far was already beyond expectations. He picked up the teacup: "Have some tea, have some tea." Shen Xingfu shakily reached for the teacup, making it clang as he couldn’t hold it steady. Just as it reached his lips, Lu Ding’s peripheral vision caught it. "You’re really going to drink it?" The Way of the Jinche’s slash, that cut through everything, carried the hurricane erupting from Lu Ding’s body, instantly sweeping out. Except for Kim Yeon-ju who remained unharmed, Everything else was shattered into pieces by the hurricane. Tables, chairs, the house, the ground, people. All turned to rubble. The destruction was utterly thorough. Lu Ding sniffed the tea’s fragrance disdainfully and slammed the teacup’s lid once. He threw the tea and cup away. "Serving me this trash, you don’t treat me like a human at all." He shook his head: "They deserved to die." A new storm combined with slash attacks appeared, sweeping everything aside indiscriminately. Wherever he passed, it was leveled to the ground. Lu Ding was too lazy to kill one by one. They were all ‘mortal enemies’ anyway; better to wipe them out entirely. Their surname wasn’t bad, it was Shen—why not spell it ‘Shen’ as in ‘examine’? Oh, turns out their brains had moved houses. In the Shen family’s back garden shrine, Lu Ding pushed forward relentlessly. The air was thick with demon energy. Someone had been waiting here for a long time. Wearing white, red eyes, a silver hairpin, long hair. Dressed neither male nor female, looks ambiguous. A scar ran across the face, carrying a hint of masculinity. Wearing rouge and powder, mostly yin energy left. Half of it was androgynous. No wonder the god in charge of same-sex male marriages was called the Rabbit God. Normally, sensing Lu Ding’s momentum, this person would have fled long ago. A doctor skilled in healing, who liked to compete fiercely. Coldly watching Lu Ding, he flicked his orchid fingers slightly: "You’ve got some nerve~" The bastard even dared to warm up his voice!!