The Old City God's Scheme

Imperial Horse Immortal Division, rear hall.

At the seat of honor.

The young girl sat upright in her chair, looking somewhat absentminded as her fingertips tapped now and then.

Though her manner appeared rather casual, in the old City God's eyes, every movement made him unable to resist pondering the deeper meaning behind it.

Before coming here, Metropolitan City God Zhang Shiren had already made things clear.

This harmless-looking little girl was, in truth, violent by nature and bold beyond measure.

She even bore the life of a Heavenly Court immortal official on her shoulders.

Yet looking at that face—far too young, even carrying a hint of indolence—it was truly difficult to connect her with the bloodthirsty madwoman described in the reports.

Calm down... Calm down...

The old City God silently admonished himself, forcibly suppressing the apprehension in his heart.

He had struggled through the Heavenly Court for so many years. What storms had he not weathered? How could he lose his composure over a mere little girl?

Besides... as long as he handled the task Zhang Shiren had assigned him properly, when spring came next year, the post of seventh-rank Metropolitan Judge would be his for the taking.

For the sake of rising through the ranks, what was this little risk worth?

At that thought, he forced out a smile, slightly cupped his hands toward the seat of honor, and took the lead in breaking the silence. "I am the City God of Shangyong Commandery. Greetings, Lord Jiang."

"A few days ago, I was away on official business at the Cloud Province Prefecture. Matters were numerous, and I was unable to pay my respects to you at once. I hope Lord Jiang will be magnanimous."

Jiang Yuechu slightly raised her eyelids, her tone mild. "No matter."

The old City