Great Tang, Chang'an City.
It was September, and an autumn rain had just passed.
As soon as the morning drum sounded from the marketplace gate, the streets of Capital City began to stir.
"Steamed rice cakes! Fresh from the steamer!"
"Osmanthus wine! Aged osmanthus wine!"
Amid the clamor, Jiang Yuechu led her Crimson-Eyed Stallion down the street.
She wore fitted black clothes with dark red cloud patterns embroidered at the cuffs and collar. A long Horizontal Blade hung at her waist.
She wore no hat, letting the raindrops caught in her hair slide down onto the Golden Lion Beast embroidered in gold thread on her shoulder.
The young woman had pale skin and delicate features, but her cold expression made her seem hard to approach.
So young, with a face like that.
Yet she wore the uniform of the Demon Suppression Bureau, an organization whose name alone struck fear into people's hearts. She drew every eye.
Passersby glanced her way. Even the women who usually loved to gossip kept quiet.
"Wow... Mama, that big sister is so pretty!"
The woman hurriedly covered her child's mouth.
"Shh! Don't point. She's an officer of the Demon Suppression Bureau. She'll catch you and use you as flower fertilizer!"
Jiang Yuechu remained impassive and paid no heed to the talk around her.
She tipped her head back slightly, looking past layer upon layer of upturned eaves toward the heart of the mighty city.
Chang'an's broad avenues ran beside its narrow lanes, alive with blue oxen, white horses, and fragrant carriages.
Though the rain had only just cleared, the splendor beneath the Son of Heaven's feet was beyond anything Longyou could match.
In her previous life, she had seen plenty of modern cities and their skyscrapers. The bustle of this other world had its own