Bound for Chang'an

Early the next morning.

Jiang Yuechu rose early and practiced a round of Yin-Yang Crisscross Hand in the courtyard.

Her palm strikes sent the wind howling, yet within the smallest space, she controlled their force at will, blending hardness and softness.

By the time she finished, blood and energy flowed freely through her body. She felt wonderfully at ease.

After a quick wash, she changed into her signature outfit and headed straight for the commandery office.

Now that she had reached Perfect Core Formation, it was time to put certain matters on the agenda.

At the commandery office, in the inner hall.

Wei He sat behind his desk, staring blankly at the documents before him.

"Ahem."

A soft cough broke his reverie.

Wei He snapped back to himself and looked up.

"You're here?"

Jiang Yuechu eyed him with suspicion, doubts stirring in her mind.

He was usually unruffled. Why was he staring into space today?

Could it be...

Another demon had appeared?!

The thought sent heat surging through her chest.

She smiled. "Did you sleep poorly last night, sir?"

Wei He gave a wry smile and rubbed his brow.

"I'm getting old and don't sleep much. With all the office business lately, it's bound to wear on me."

Jiang Yuechu narrowed her eyes slightly.

All that business?

Since the two Core Formation demons had fallen, Liangzhou had enjoyed its most peaceful stretch in recent memory.

What business could there be?

Besides.

Wei He's aura was unsettled.

He concealed it well, but now that she had reached Perfect Core Formation, she had little trouble noticing.

"If something is troubling you, sir, please tell me."

Jiang Yuechu licked her lips. "If you've run into a troublesome demon, I may not be much, but I'd gladly help shoulder the burden."

"..."

Wei