New Inspector? Old Wang, Go Kill a Demon

United Great City.

Speaker's Office.

At this moment, Song Shanhe was handling routine affairs.

It had been a long time since things had been this peaceful. There were not many rebels, nor was anyone provoking the Demon Race.

After serving as chairman of the United Council for so long, this was the first time he had felt so relaxed.

"Come see me."

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside Song Shanhe's ear, as though it had emerged from thin air. It was filled with majesty.

This was...

It felt unfamiliar. Strange.

Just as Song Shanhe was about to say something, he suddenly remembered something.

Could it be...

With that thought—

Song Shanhe did not linger. He put down his pen and headed for the secret chamber.

The Inspector had been replaced?

No wonder he had not seen anyone before.

A flash of white light.

Song Shanhe appeared in a space.

The space had not changed. There was simply an additional "person" before him, one who looked young.

"Are you Song Shanhe?"

Song Shanhe kept his head lowered, not daring to look up. A voice reached his ears, sounding majestic and cold.

"This subordinate..."

Just as Song Shanhe was about to reply, he suddenly felt his body grow light and was sent flying into the distance.

In that instant, Song Shanhe saw the other party's face for the first time.

It was an exceedingly cold face, dark and gloomy, looking very difficult to get along with.

So, had he said something wrong?

As a qualified Human Race agent, Song Shanhe needed to thoroughly understand every Inspector's preferences.

Only by knowing what they liked and hated could he keep his position secure.

After all, were there not another eight people in the Standing Council with a chance at the position?

"This subordinate..."

Climbing up