As mentioned previously, just as Ye Weiming was preparing to leave the Divine Constable Bureau, he encountered someone at the main gates. This person's looks, figure, and bearing were all first-rate. Combined, they formed an extraordinary aura capable of shaking heaven and moving ghosts. Even Ye Weiming could not help but be deeply impressed!
The man had a face like polished jade, a straight nose, and square mouth. He wore a black third-rank Flying Fish Robe, which made him seem less flamboyant and more composed.
He wore a peculiar cloak fashioned from metal Flying Knives, which glinted with chilling light beneath the sun. Even on a summer evening, it made one feel a coldness that reached straight into the soul.
The golden treasured sword strapped to his back further indicated that this man surely possessed earth-shattering swordsmanship!
The man standing before Ye Weiming was none other than Ye Weiming himself—the Divine Constable Bureau's third-rank constable, the court's first-rank Two-Alley Count, the famed Hero Saint of the martial world, and the Swordsmanship True Man personally granted his title by the Sword Master Dugu Qiubai—Ye Weiming!
Clang!
With a clear, piercing sword cry, the Imperial Void Sword flew from the scabbard on his back and landed in Ye Weiming's hand. He pointed it at the newcomer. "What kind of Fiend are you? Why have you transformed into someone so handsome, and what exactly are you after?"
The "Ye Weiming" opposite him was locked down by his almost tangible Killing Intent, yet showed not the slightest hint of panic. Instead, copying his habitual gesture, she rubbed her nose and said, "I didn't expect you to really be as... shameless as the rumors say."
Seeing that this fellow not only dared to disguise herself as him and infiltrate the Divine Constable Bureau, but even