Entering the Heavenly Patrol Division

Xu Ming led Jiang Yuechu around the bustling market district, winding through several turns before stepping into a secluded corner.

He then stopped before an utterly inconspicuous little shop facing the street.

Its front doors were tightly shut, the wood weathered and faded.

The threshold, trampled for who knew how many years, had sunk deeply inward.

Such a shabby facade could not even be mentioned in the same breath as those imposing government offices of the Heavenly Court.

It looked impoverished even compared to the Demon Suppression Bureau in Liangzhou Prefecture of Great Tang.

Jiang Yuechu stopped and raised a brow at the man beside her.

"The Heavenly Patrol Division?"

A faint smile curled at Xu Ming's lips. "Precisely."

Jiang Yuechu's gaze settled on the two battered wooden doors. "It looks like it hasn't been doing too well."

"Er..."

Xu Ming gave a bitter smile and explained helplessly.

"The premises of every Heavenly Patrol Division across the Nine Immortal Prefectures are personally decided by each prefecture's Pacification Commissioner. Cloud Province's Regional Command didn't used to look like this... but after the current Pacification Commissioner took office, he insisted that those who patrol on Heaven's behalf should hide among the common folk, neither contending nor standing out. He forcibly turned Cloud Province's Regional Command into this."

At that, Xu Ming changed tack.

"But this superficial stuff doesn't affect our work. In daily life, we only need to use our Heavenly Patrol tokens to pass messages when accepting assignments. The division doesn't enforce mandatory roll calls, and the rules are loose. Some people head out and won't return to the division for several hundred years."

Hearing that, Jiang Yuechu gave a slight nod.

She had never cared much for pomp and appearances.

Back when she bore the title of Grand Princess in