At last, he could inspect the administration with peace of mind.
Sun Wutian deeply felt that, although it was only an inspection, this job was no easy task.
In name, it was an inspection, but he also had to suppress bandits, eliminate evil, crack down on criminal activity, exterminate demons, pacify the people...
In any case, regardless of how the original Chief Fang had handled things, Sun Wutian, in the role of Chief Fang, had followed this path the whole way. He had been even more diligent and conscientious than the original Fang Che.
It had truly exhausted him.
But on the second day after he arrived, it was New Year's Eve. The entire city was decorated with lanterns and streamers, bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new, with everyone beaming with joy.
Seeing the heartfelt happiness and sense of security on the faces of the city's people, Sun Wutian stood high up in the Guardian Hall with his hands behind his back, smiling from ear to ear. He suddenly felt that all his hard work the previous night had truly been worth it.
He sighed in satisfaction, yet said, "What use is doing so much? Once Night Demon's identity is exposed in the future, won't you all curse me as harshly as possible? When that time comes, I won't even want to listen."
After a long while, he sighed softly.
"Even if I get cursed in the future..."
"It'll still be worth it."
Then, as if defending himself, he said, "But I'm only in charge of White Mist Continent. I don't care about the other places."
After a pause, he added, "And Sky City."
Fang Che was tormented by the Body Tempering Liquid until the sun was already high outside.
He felt as though even his