The Black-and-White Lords

Unlike Longyou, which had established just one headquarters in Liangzhou Prefecture, the Jiangnan East Circuit was a land of riches vast enough to blot out the sky.

Besides the Suzhou regional headquarters at its center, every one of its eighteen commanderies had a branch office.

By the time she entered the city, the rain had eased a little.

Leading Cloud Dapple, Jiang Yuechu walked along Danyang's somewhat crowded main street.

She had to admit, with that face and that outfit, she stood out.

Her silver robe was whiter than snow, a jade belt circled her waist, and her cool, breathtaking face was a flash of color that seized the heart amid the gray of these troubled times.

"Good heavens, where did that girl come from?"

"Shh! Don't you see the people beside her? They're probably from the Demon Suppression Office..."

"Tsk. With looks like that, why bother slaying demons? Why not marry into a wealthy family?"

Heads poked out of teahouses and taverns along the street as people whispered among themselves.

Several young men from Aristocratic Clans who fancied themselves charming fluttered their fans and watched her intently, seemingly eager to strike up a conversation.

But when their eyes fell on her magnificent demon horse, then on the Demon Suppression Office personnel following her,

they swallowed the flirtatious remarks already on their lips.

Jiang Yuechu had long since grown used to such stares.

So long as they did not block her way, they could stare until their eyes popped out for all she cared.

Before long,

an imposing government office appeared ahead.

Its vermilion gates gleamed with copper studs, and two stone lions taller than a man stood guard outside, fierce and majestic.

Even the plaque above the entrance looked gilded.

Jiang Yuechu paused, looked up at it, and her