The deep night was silent, the moonlight hazy.
Within the Weinan Su Family estate, it was equally quiet, so still one could hear a needle drop.
Everyone stood frozen in place, unable to move, yet their senses had not vanished. At once, they realized that an expert had used a spell to thoroughly restrain them!
Only the swaddled infant seemed to have become famished—or perhaps had finally felt fear—and suddenly began to wail.
On the roof, the young man quietly rose beneath the moonlight. In a single step, he arrived in the courtyard.
He appeared beside Shuo Ting of the Demon Suppression Division.
Shuo Ting stared fixedly at the young man, stormy waves crashing through his heart. Who was this fellow?
Could he be some ancient monster who had set foot upon the Dao Path of Ascension?
Otherwise, how could he restrain everyone present in an instant?
Su Wenyu, the head of the Weinan Su Family, and the Su Family clansmen present were all dumbfounded. Their eyes widened round, their faces filled with disbelief.
For that young man was none other than the accountant their Su Family had hired not long ago.
His name was Shang Zhongyong, a scholar from Yunan City. He was proficient in the art of calculation, and because his family was poor, he had no choice but to seek work as an accountant for the Weinan Su Family. It was said that once he had saved enough silver, he would head to the imperial capital of Tian Qin Country to take the Imperial Examination.
Yet even if they cracked their heads open, Su Wenyu and the others could never have imagined that this impoverished, utterly helpless scholar was apparently a hidden expert!
At that moment, the young man reached out and took the crying infant, swaddling