When Zhang Yu emerged from the Custodial Office, the sky had already gone completely dark. Yet he sensed something and glanced up.
Hanging high overhead was now a bright moon, likewise a half-metal, half-flesh construct. Gentle spiritual radiance spilled down from it, continuing to supply the entire city domain with powerful spiritual force. The blazing sun from daytime had vanished, likely having shifted to the other side.
Fang Cai also looked up at the sky and found nothing different from usual. "Mr. Tao, what is it?"
Zhang Yu said, "Nothing. It is about to rain."
Fang Cai smiled. "That is a good thing. We are on the frontier, where it is dry and desolate to begin with. This may be the first rain since winter began."
As they spoke, the two had already left the great hall. Seeing that the way ahead led back to his residence, Zhang Yu stopped and said to Fang Cai, "Captain Fang, I have arrived. You two need not see me any farther."
Gratitude tinged Fang Cai's voice. "We troubled you today, sir. On behalf of those comrades, I also thank you. You must be tired as well, so please rest early."
The young man beside her muttered, "Cultivators only need to meditate. How could they possibly be tired..." His voice was so low that even Fang Cai, standing beside him, did not hear it.
At this moment, a soldier jogged over, his expression solemn as he saluted Fang Cai. "Captain Fang, military orders have arrived. The commandant orders you to report to the military office at once."
Knowing that something had happened, Fang Cai turned to Zhang Yu. "Mr. Tao, farewell for now. We shall speak again another day."
Zhang Yu nodded and parted from the two. Passing through a crystalline curtain that rippled