Minghe Building stood in the southeastern corner of the Xiangzhou Divine Constable Gate. It was six stories high and covered more than three hundred square meters, with banquet halls, tea rooms, and a theater stage inside. Its staff were all relatives of Divine Constable Gate members, and it was open only to those within the Divine Constable Gate, much like an employee benefit in modern society.
When Xiang Yang was led to Minghe Building by the young constable, he was genuinely startled. After all, neither Yongzhou, Dingzhou, nor even the First Line of Heaven headquarters had such a place for constables to relax and entertain themselves.
Yet this somewhat remote and impoverished small province of Xiangzhou had actually come up with such a forward-thinking idea and put it into practice. How could he not be surprised?
According to the young constable, Minghe Building had been established by Su Baobao despite widespread opposition. Who would have thought that, though he appeared rather incapable, his mind could still be quite sharp at times?
After entering Minghe Building, the young constable left with a sigh of relief. Xiang Yang, meanwhile, followed a rather charmingly dressed middle-aged woman up to the sixth floor. Along the way, he saw quite a few constables scattered across the various floors, either drinking cup after cup or conversing quietly. The place was fairly lively.
Upon entering a private room, Xiang Yang finally met the current head of the Fifth Family, Fifth Zhongqi—also Ning Ke's maternal uncle.
He was a fair-faced man who looked to be in his thirties. His black hair was gathered into a topknot and flowed like a waterfall, while faint lines at the corners of his eyes lent a touch of maturity to his somewhat feminine gaze. He wore a blood-red outer robe patterned with