Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Police officers surrounded the training ground. Leng Yue ripped off her shirt in one quick motion, revealing a black sports bra underneath. She cracked her neck, settled into a fighting stance, and provocatively beckoned to Zhao Dong with a finger.

"Let's not rush into this," Zhao Dong said indifferently. "Since it's a match, what will you do if you lose?"

"I can't possibly lose!" Leng Yue declared arrogantly.

"What if?" Zhao Dong pressed.

"Heh, if I really lose, I'll let you go!" Leng Yue said proudly.

"Are you sure?"

"As the Inspector General, I certainly have that authority!"

"Good. Remember what you said." With that, Zhao Dong waved a hand at Leng Yue. "You can go first. Don't say I'm bullying you."

"Hmph, how arrogant!" Leng Yue snorted. Without another word, she lunged at Zhao Dong with a flurry of standard military boxing techniques. Her technique was impressive; she actually possessed the cultivation of a second-tier Great Grandmaster.

But in Zhao Dong's eyes, it was still far too slow. Since she hadn't managed to cause him any real harm, Zhao Dong had no desire to injure her. He spent the first few exchanges narrowly dodging her attacks, hoping she would give up on her own. But Leng Yue didn't back down. Instead, her offensive grew even more ferocious, and she even managed to land a few hits when Zhao Dong's evasions were a fraction too slow.

Seeing this, the surrounding officers burst into jeers.

"Heh, with that kind of skill, he dares to fight the Inspector General? He's asking to die!"

"This is hilarious! A grown man who only knows how to run. Does he have any shame?"

"Running isn't the shameful part. The fact that he's been running all this time and still got hit several times by the Inspector General, *that's* what's shameful!"

The crowd's mockery brought a smug smile to Leng Yue's lips. "Kid, if this is all you've got, then this match should be over!"

With that, Leng Yue unleashed her full power, her body shooting toward Zhao Dong like a cannonball. This time, however, Zhao Dong didn't dodge. He stood his ground, sighed, and shook his head. "Sigh, why must you insist?"

"Why did he stop dodging?"

"Heh, has he given up, knowing he's no match?"

"I think the Inspector General's power has scared him witless! He's forgotten how to even move!"

"That's the Inspector General's full-power strike! If that connects, he'll be crippled, if not dead!"

As the crowd continued to jeer, Leng Yue's pride swelled to its peak. But just then, Zhao Dong's body tilted ever so slightly, masterfully evading the blow. At the same time, his right hand shot out and grabbed for Leng Yue's neck.

THUD!

With a heavy sound, Leng Yue was slammed to the ground, her face flushing bright red.

Dead silence. The entire training ground fell deathly still. It all happened in a flash. Before the onlookers could even process it, Zhao Dong had pinned Leng Yue to the ground. The officers stared as if they had seen a ghost.

Fortunately, Leng Yue reacted with lightning speed. A side kick forced Zhao Dong back, and she rolled to her feet, launching a hand chop straight at his neck.

"Still not giving up?" Zhao Dong said, a hint of displeasure in his voice as his right foot shot out in a vicious, lightning-fast kick, giving Leng Yue no time to react.

WHAM!

The kick connected while Leng Yue was still in mid-air, sending her flying even higher. Her body seized up from the agonizing pain, curling into a ball. The next moment, she felt herself plummeting back toward the ground.

And below, Zhao Dong was waiting, his fist cocked back, ready to unleash a punch with the force of a thousand pounds straight at her face. Suspended in mid-air, Leng Yue was helpless. She had no way to shift her body and could only watch as Zhao Dong's fist hurtled toward her.

In that instant, the chilling premonition of death enveloped her. At this point, she finally understood the true gap between her strength and Zhao Dong's. He wasn't unable to defeat her; he had been holding back this entire time. Her relentless persistence had finally infuriated him. The power behind that punch far surpassed the second tier of a Great Grandmaster. If it landed, she would undoubtedly die.

But just then, his fist opened into a palm. He grabbed her by the collar and flung her aside.

THUD!

Leng Yue's body hit the ground hard. Dead silence returned to the training ground.

Though they could hardly believe what they'd just seen, they all understood that Zhao Dong had spared Leng Yue at the last possible second. A wave of relief mixed with lingering fear washed over the onlookers. If the Inspector General had truly died here, not only would Zhao Dong have been doomed, but they, as spectators, would have been unable to escape culpability.

Leng Yue staggered to her feet, looking at Zhao Dong with a complex expression. Her face remained cold, but inwardly, she was shaken.

"Come with me." Leng Yue grabbed her shirt from the ground, put it on, and strode toward the Inspectorate building.

Zhao Dong shrugged and followed.

「Inside the Inspector General's office.」

Zhao Dong sat opposite Leng Yue.

"You won," Leng Yue said coldly. "Tell me exactly what happened."

"Some rich kids were about to rape my woman," Zhao Dong replied. "I went in and beat them up. It's that simple."

Leng Yue's voice was grim. "For that, you gouged out the eyes of eight people and crippled thirty-six arms and eighteen legs?"

Zhao Dong sneered. "If you were a man and you saw the woman you love stripped naked by a group of men, lying on a bed, just moments away from being assaulted, what would you do!?"

Leng Yue's heart lurched. Her brow furrowed. She waved a dismissive hand at Zhao Dong, her tone still cold. "I will investigate this matter. You can go."

Though her attitude was cold, Zhao Dong could tell that Leng Yue wasn't a bad person. At the very least, she wasn't in league with Chen Quan and his cronies; otherwise, she wouldn't have let him go. Zhao Dong felt a pang of guilt. He had mocked her when she first appeared, assuming she was one of Chen Quan's people.

With this in mind, Zhao Dong stood up and offered a respectful apology. "I misunderstood you earlier, Inspector Leng. I apologize for any offense I caused. By the way, your military boxing technique is very standard."

"You understand it?" Leng Yue seemed a bit surprised.

"I was in the special forces once," Zhao Dong smiled. "Those are days I'll never forget."

"Oh? You were in the military? Which unit?" Leng Yue asked, her interest clearly piqued.

But Zhao Dong just shook his head without answering and turned to leave the office.

After Zhao Dong left, Leng Yue pondered for a moment before taking out her phone and making a call.

"Minister, are you busy?" she asked respectfully.

"Not particularly. What is it?"

"It's about a man I met today. He's... rather strange..." Leng Yue quickly recounted the events involving Zhao Dong to the minister. She then added, "He doesn't seem like a bad person. Not only did he spare my life, but he also said he used to be in the special forces."

"What's his name?"

"Zhao Dong."

"Zhao Dong!?" The minister's tone held a note of surprise.

"Do you know him?"

"No, but that name... I feel like I've heard it somewhere before... I'll ask around. As for the rest of it, handle it as you see fit."

"Yes, sir. Thank you, Minister."

After hanging up, Leng Yue sank into deep thought.

Zhao Dong… Even the Minister finds your name familiar. Who in the world are you?