"I just want to know who they're looking for. It must be one of the legendary figures, right?" the young lieutenant said with an awkward grin, unable to help recalling the rumors he'd heard when he'd first joined the Demon Suppression Department.
"You're a martial artist who hasn't even reached the Jade Fluid Realm, and you're still wearing an Azure Robe. If the world hadn't been peaceful these past few years, cannon fodder like you would've died over and over again."
"Who they're looking for has nothing to do with you. Sometimes it's better to live in blissful ignorance!"
Looking at the young man before him, the old lieutenant wasn't sure whether to call him clever or foolish.
Words of warning like these weren't limited to the new and old lieutenants of the Demon Suppression Department before him.
The lieutenants with a bit of backing who knew what was going on were all warning their juniors not to ask too many questions, lest they get themselves killed.
Meanwhile, in the small courtyard behind the Demon Suppression Department's Cloud Prefecture office,
a burly old man, draped in a white fur cloak, cradled a teacup in his hands and lounged lazily in the reclining chair Fan Yan had occupied before.
Before him stood Tong Lin, chief commander of the Demon Suppression Department in Cloud Prefecture, his hands clasped behind his back. Unbeknownst to him, cold sweat had already seeped into his palms.
Behind Tong Lin, a group of Demon Suppression Generals held various books and reports, stepping forward one by one to report. "We haven't found the bandit matching the description anywhere in Nanshan Prefecture, and no one has seen the fox immortal from Qingqiu either."
After reporting, the Golden Bell Demon Slayer Elder Tong gritted her teeth, then forced herself to