Since this morning, everyone at the Sixth Outpost had noticed that Patrol Captain Cheng seemed obviously off.
The first to notice was the newly appointed clerk, who had only arrived not long ago.
That was Miss Yu Meiyan, who was always eyeing Prodigy Junior.
As usual, the young woman had timed her arrival and stood at the outpost entrance, patiently waiting for the arrival of the number one Patrol Captain in the entire department.
It was now 7:45.
In about five minutes, Junior Cheng would arrive at the outpost riding his Feathered Beast.
As Yu Meiyan looked around, she silently recited her little goal: Come on! I want to be the first one to greet Junior every day!
Her Deputy Director uncle, Yu Xianglong, had clearly said that Junior was a genius seen only once every fifty years, with a ninety-five percent chance of becoming a Lord Mystic Adept in the future.
Her parents had also clearly said that as long as she boarded Junior's ship, her life would be on a super shortcut. This was the only opportunity of her life.
Miss Clerk agreed deeply with this.
A path straight to the heavens was right in front of her, yet someone would refuse to take it out of some fake pride? Only an idiot would do that, right?
Was she currying favor with the powerful? So what!
Once she became the esteemed wife of a Lord Mystic Adept, a single word from her could make an entire family tremble. Would they still dare put on airs then? Five minutes later.
"Tap! Tap!"
Rhythmic footsteps came from the other end of the street.
Yu Meiyan immediately straightened her chest, making the lovely curves before her even more alluring.
Junior Cheng was here! Miss Clerk had carefully distinguished them before: the