What the hell?! Promoted again?! Liangzhou Prefecture was hit by another torrential downpour.
The rain fell in fine, dense threads, carrying a hint of heat as it shrouded the entire prefectural city in a gray, sodden haze.
Holding an umbrella she had swiped from who knew where, Jiang Yuechu stepped over the wet bluestone streets and returned to the Demon-Pacifying Ward.
As she pushed open the wooden gate to her little courtyard, a damp, moldy smell mixed with dust rushed at her.
A thin layer of dust coated the stone table in the yard, with several rain-soaked fallen leaves lying lonely against its surface.
The doors and windows of the main hall were tightly shut, but when she opened the door, the tables, chairs, and benches were still visibly covered in dust.
She frowned.
Core Formation Realm, Core Formation Realm—what the hell was the use of the Core Formation Realm?!
In the end, didn't she still have to clean the place herself?!
Jiang Yuechu silently grumbled to herself, rolled up her sleeves, found a rag, soaked it in water, and began wiping down the furniture.
It wasn't as though she had never considered hiring a maid or servant.
But in the end, it still didn't feel appropriate.
She had too many secrets. Having an outsider in the courtyard would always be inconvenient.
What?
Was it because she had no money?
That was old news.
Ever since returning from Hechuan County, Jiang Yuechu was now a bona fide little rich woman.
The two thousand taels' worth of banknotes in her pocket were more than enough to buy several small courtyards in Liangzhou Prefecture.
The damp rag swept over the dust-covered tabletop, leaving behind a dark trail of water.
Jiang Yuechu cleaned with great care, neglecting neither a single corner nor the