At the headquarters of the Demon Suppression Division, on the top floor of a nine-story tower.
Wufeng, the former Night Envoy in charge of the lamps, stood waiting there. He had eight-shaped brows, a face habitually marked by sorrow, yet eyes as sharp as swords.
He was not wearing the Night Watch Palace's dark-purple official robes. Instead, he wore a simple set of black fitted clothes, draped with an unmarked gray cloak.
He stood silently by a window at one side of the hall, gazing out at the bustling capital beyond, his expression neither joyful nor sorrowful.
Only the faint yet restrained sharp Sword Intent around his body revealed his extraordinary status as a Peak Deity Transformation Sword Cultivator.
When Xuanyuan Ningxin led Su Bai, Ye Qingxuan, and White Eagle, the three Commanders, into the hall, Wufeng turned around.
His gaze swept over the four of them, lingering for a brief moment on Su Bai, whom he was formally meeting for the first time.
Then Wufeng took two steps forward and, facing Xuanyuan Ningxin at the front, cupped his fists and bowed in perfect form.
"Wufeng, newly appointed Commander, greets the Celestial Master."
His crisp, decisive bearing clearly showed that he had swiftly completed his transition from Night Envoy in charge of the lamps to Commander of the Demon Suppression Division.
Previously, the Night Envoy in charge of the lamps had held a status equal to that of the Demon Suppression Division's Celestial Master, and in some respects, had been even more detached and independent.
Seeing this, how could Xuanyuan Ningxin truly put on the airs of a Celestial Master?
He hurried forward, raising a hand in a gesture of support as a sincere smile appeared on his face. "Wufeng, please rise! Why should there be so much ceremony between