First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Su Yun felt comfortable around her.

It was just a difference in their ranks.

Still, Nishang genuinely liked Su Yun and had feelings for him.

But he wasn’t the only one she had feelings for.

Let’s be real—in a world where personal martial strength reigns supreme.

It wasn’t just men who thought about having a harem.

Equality between men and women, equal rights in thought—if you were strong enough, it wasn’t being unfaithful; it was simply that the strong deserved to enjoy everything.

Take a similar example.

If Nishang were Wang Yuyan, then Yuwen Longyuan would be like her cousin Murong Fu, while Su Yun would be a bit like Duan Yu.

Now Yuwen Longyuan had come looking for her.

And Nishang was still with Su Yun.

For a moment, she was torn.

Should she stay with Su Yun, or...

After thinking it over, facing Su Yun, who was right within her grasp, Nishang spoke up: “Brother Su Yun, I’ll head back for a bit to take care of some things, and I’ll also send people to investigate Ling Tian and Yu Ci’s situation.”

Su Yun didn’t overthink it: “Alright, go ahead. I’ll wait for your news.”

Hearing his answer, Nishang immediately turned and left with her people without looking back.

At that moment, her pace and heartbeat were both quickening.

It felt a lot like making up an excuse to go out and get her hair done.

Back in the courtyard, Su Yun had no idea that the person he thought he had firmly under control actually had her own independent thoughts.

Sure, the protagonist’s halo could dumb people down.

But he wasn’t the only one with a protagonist’s halo. Yuwen Longyuan, who had reincarnated multiple times, silently remarked: Who says I’m not a protagonist too?

Black Phoenix Gathering.

By the river.

The weather was fine, a gentle breeze blew, willow branches swayed over the figures, and the river surface shimmered with ripples.

Perfect timing, perfect place, perfect mood.

It gave you that first-love feeling.

Looking at the figure ahead, Nishang suppressed her restless heart, walked over slowly, and called out:

“Brother Yuwen.”

Yuwen Longyuan turned around. In the sunlight, his eyes still carried the lingering warmth of autumn, as if it hadn’t yet departed.

Those harmless, non-aggressive eyes, like a fluffy Alaskan Malamute’s, had zero edge to them—full of unintentional deception, making Nishang’s heart melt on the spot.

As a princess of the Baoji Kingdom, she wasn’t the stereotypical fragile type who needed a strong protector.

On the contrary, the Baoji Kingdom, a nation that embraced the mixing of humans and demons, followed the pattern of the animal world where most races had females as leaders. Even the current ruler of the Baoji Kingdom was a woman.

So, the real Nishang wasn’t the sweet girl calling out “Brother Su Yun” in that courtyard. She was this one—the princess displaying proper poise and never lowering her stance.

Yuwen Longyuan nodded lightly: “Princess Nishang, long time no see.”

Nishang smiled, her dimples appearing faintly. She strolled forward, passing by Yuwen Longyuan: “We parted that day, and now you’re well. What business brings you here, Brother?”

Each “Brother” she called out stirred a hint of guilt in Yuwen Longyuan.

In one of his past lives, he had been a subject of the Baoji Kingdom. Rising from obscurity, he joined the army, fought on battlefields, and helped the then-young current ruler of the Baoji Kingdom ascend to the throne. Later, due to too many reasons, the ruler, with tears in her eyes, relieved him of his military power and had him killed with a cup of poisoned wine.

But his noble title was preserved.

It lasted all the way to the present.

After joining the Wuwang, Yuwen Longyuan had once used the influence from that past life to open up relations with the Baoji Kingdom.

So, the Princess Nishang, a blood descendant of the Baoji Kingdom’s ruler, called him “Brother.”

Cultivating a relationship through Nishang was a decision Yuwen Longyuan had carefully considered.

Though he didn’t hold too much resentment toward how the Baoji Kingdom’s ruler had schemed against him in that life—at the time, his power was overwhelming, he had the Merit of Supporting the Dragon’s Ascent, and he had protected the throne—he himself wasn’t too excessive, but the pure-blooded human brothers who had fought alongside him...

They had been relying on his influence to get out of hand.

If he hadn’t fallen, the kingdom would have been in chaos.

But not having too much resentment didn’t mean there was none. He had contributed so much, and yet that damn Baoji Kingdom ruler killed him off without a second thought—got rid of him like a donkey after it had pulled the mill. Who could stomach that?

Nishang was a direct descendant of the Baoji Kingdom’s ruler. This debt would start being repaid here.

Yuwen Longyuan fell into step with Nishang as they strolled along the river, casually saying: “As you know, Princess Nishang, I’m based in the western region, and right now, Lu Ding is gaining power there.”

“Last time I ambushed him, my Western Wuwang suffered heavy losses.”

“This time, I’ve come to discuss a collaboration with you, Princess. Using your human-demon hybridization technology, I want to strengthen my subordinates’ power.”

“Otherwise, I can’t quickly replenish my available forces.”

“And I won’t be able to stop Lu Ding’s rapid expansion in the west.”

It sounded reasonable.

And since this was practically common knowledge, Nishang didn’t suspect anything. Walking ahead, she suddenly turned around to look at Yuwen Longyuan.

Meeting his gaze.

Yuwen Longyuan said: “I’ll pay for it.”

Nishang laughed. The sunlight seemed to blend into her smile.

“Brother Yuwen, do you think I’m short on money? Of course, I can’t compare to you, but... money doesn’t hold that much appeal for me.”

Yuwen Longyuan’s head ached when he heard this.

He was working for ‘him,’ hadn’t received any benefits yet, and now he had to bleed dry.

And he had rushed to take on this task himself.

There was no choice. Yuwen Longyuan asked: “I was being shallow. So, Princess Nishang, what do you want?”

Nishang didn’t hesitate: “Brother Yuwen, could you stay for a few more days this time?”

When she said this, her eyes were full of anticipation.

The truth was, they rarely saw each other. She couldn’t go to the western region of the new city freely, and now that Lu Ding had set roots there, she definitely couldn’t go.

Half-human, half-demon—wouldn’t she be caught and sliced up by Lu Ding!?

Yuwen Longyuan was silent for a moment.

Though his methods might be shady, deceiving a woman’s feelings was something he couldn’t do.

Some things were better said clearly.

“I can stay a few days, but Your Highness, Longyuan’s ambition does not lie in romantic matters. The path of cultivation is long and arduous. I truly cannot stop my pace, nor do I have the spare energy to spare. I hope you understand, Princess.”

A flicker of unease passed over Nishang’s face, but she suppressed it well. And at that moment, this version of Yuwen Longyuan became more attractive to Nishang than Su Yun.

What you can’t have always keeps you restless.

It was just like Su Yun with Yu Ci and Nishang. The Nishang who was right beside him could never draw as much of his concern as the departing Yu Ci.

“Brother, you’re overthinking it. I just wanted to fulfill my duties as a host.”

She quickly adjusted her mindset: “Come on, Brother Yuwen. This isn’t the place for talking. Besides, the human-demon hybridization has been progressing well recently. Let’s head back to the Phoenix Tower first. We can pick a plan that satisfies you and talk in detail, how about that?”

Finally, they got to the main event.

Yuwen Longyuan stepped aside: “Then I’ll trouble you to lead the way, Princess.”

Nishang walked past him. As Yuwen Longyuan followed, he discreetly adjusted the hidden recording device on his body, ensuring he could capture the details, find the right location, and obtain the crucial video evidence.

At that moment.

Nishang was leading Yuwen Longyuan toward the Phoenix Tower.

On the other side.

Su Yun, holding something Nishang had forgotten in her haste to leave, was also heading to the Phoenix Tower.

He was even muttering: “This girl Nishang is always so scatterbrained. What will she do in the future?”

As he said this, the smile on Su Yun’s face carried a hint of indulgence, dripping with a greasy affection. Who talks like that? Calling a grown woman ‘girl’—

But the next second.

The smile froze on Su Yun’s face. It didn’t disappear—it just didn’t know whose face it had transferred to.