A grand, imposing complex rose before Wang Chen.
Sweeping eaves and intricate roof ridges, black tiles and blue-gray roofs, high walls and deep courtyards, ancient trees looming thickly; before the vermilion gates stood two emerald-eyed bi'an beasts, one on each side, heads held high and chests thrust out, lifelike in every detail.
This was the Constabulary Office of Yongle Immortal City!
Half a quarter-hour ago, Wang Chen had still been in the Prison Department. Now, holding a transfer order, he had come to report to the Constabulary Office.
Even after stepping through the Constabulary Office gates, Wang Chen was still a little baffled.
He could not figure out why he had been transferred to such a major office!
Among Yongle's Thirty-Six Departments, within the vast hierarchy of this Immortal City, the Constabulary Office ranked above the Prison Department.
But being transferred up to the Constabulary Office was not necessarily a good thing.
Wang Chen guessed that someone had found him an eyesore in the Prison Department but could not make a move against him, so they had simply transferred him away—out of sight, out of mind.
And the casualty rate at the Constabulary Office was far higher than at the Prison Department!
But whether Wang Chen's guess was right or not, he had no choice.
In the main hall of the Constabulary Office, Wang Chen completed the transfer procedures. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would spend the next two years in this department.
The clerk handling his paperwork seemed quite easygoing. After handing Wang Chen his new Identity Token, he asked with a smile, "Fellow Cultivator Wang, which division would you like to join?"
The Constabulary Office had eight divisions beneath it, each with different duties and assignments.
Having just arrived and knowing very little about the Constabulary Office, Wang