Zhao Zhongliu's gaze swept over her from head to toe.
A long while passed.
The old man gave a slight nod, a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Clothes make the man, just as a saddle makes the horse. That uniform looks far better on you than it did on those big, burly men."
That was exceedingly high praise.
The people below the stage wore all sorts of expressions, but none dared say another word.
Jiang Yuechu remained calm, unfazed by the praise.
Zhao Zhongliu withdrew his gaze and looked at the others.
"Now that everyone's here, let's discuss why I called you all together."
"Something has happened in Jiangnan East Circuit."
Several Silver Robe Patrol Envoys with years of experience felt their brows twitch. They exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of gravity in the other's eyes.
Jiangnan had always been a land of plenty, rich in fish and rice, with willow-lined waterways and bustling towns.
Its importance to Great Tang went without saying.
But it was not a friendly place for the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Demons and monsters ran rampant, Aristocratic Clans held sway, and there were also the various powers involved in river transport and the salt trade...
"A few days ago, Jiangdong Regional Command sent a plea for aid."
"The Commander-in-Chief and the Right and Left Demon Suppression Envoys can't spare the time at the moment."
"So..."
"I intend to send half the inspectors in the capital south at once to reinforce them."
Half?!
Everyone was shaken.
Sending half their elite forces south showed just how dire the situation there had become.
"Jiang Yuechu."
"This subordinate is here."
"Now that you've received the Silver Robe and the emperor's favor, you can't simply enjoy yourself in the capital."
Zhao Zhongliu looked down at the young woman, his