The woman looked only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a cool expression, delicate features, and the pride peculiar to a noble family's legitimate daughter in her bearing.
Jiang Fan nodded.
"That's right!"
"And you are?"
The woman gave a soft "oh" without answering.
Her gaze first swept over his plain clothing, then lingered briefly on his exceedingly young face before she said indifferently,
"I am Liu Qingyi, a registrar of the Demon-Cleansing Bureau!"
"The commander ordered me to wait here!"
"Come with me!"
With that, she offered no further pleasantries and turned to walk into the city.
"The Demon-Cleansing Bureau's temporary headquarters is in the north of the city. Your accommodation has already been arranged!"
"It's a private residence with its own courtyard. Once you arrive, wait there for the commander's summons."
Jiang Fan followed, unbothered by her attitude.
"Thank you for the trouble!"
Then he discreetly surveyed his surroundings.
The capital's streets were extraordinarily wide, enough for ten carriages to travel abreast.
The buildings on either side had carved beams and painted rafters. Some even floated in midair, secured by runes and chains.
In the distance stood a tower that soared into the clouds, its body thrusting into the heavens like a sharp sword, its entire surface shimmering with a faint silver light.
Jiang Fan had wanted to ask Liu Qingyi what that building was, but seeing her cold attitude, he held his tongue.
As they walked along the street,
almost every passing cultivator was at the Void Realm or above. Occasionally, a powerful expert passed by, their aura terrifyingly profound.
There really are powerful experts everywhere!
That's no exaggeration!
For the first time, Jiang Fan gained a concrete understanding of that phrase.
After walking for roughly an hour, Liu Qingyi stopped before a small vermilion-painted gate.
"We're here!"
She