The moon shone bright, the stars were few.
Wind-Listening River's county town had originally been empty and silent, but with the arrival of Great Tang's forces, it gradually came alive.
The Demon Suppression Office's elite moved with crisp efficiency, each attending to their own duties.
In less than half an evening, Great Tang's banners had been planted atop the city walls, declaring that this uninhabited county town had completely changed hands.
In the south of the city stood a spacious manor.
Old Red Flood Dragon strode over the Gao Gao threshold with his hands clasped behind his back, followed by Niu Ben, Hu Cuihua, and several other demons.
"This place isn't bad. It's spacious enough. From now on, this will be our foothold."
Old Red Flood Dragon swept his gaze across the courtyard's rockeries and flowing water, then nodded in great satisfaction.
Niu Ben asked somewhat sheepishly, "We took over such a nice place the moment we arrived... won't that provoke everyone's anger?"
Old Red Flood Dragon snorted and headed toward the main hall. "What does this count for? Following His Highness, we'll even get to live in immortal cave abodes someday. Hurry up and get everything sorted out. Don't let His Highness think all we know how to do is eat for free."
The demons said no more. Each picked out a room they liked in the manor and began moving their belongings.
At the center of the county town, within the original county yamen.
Jiang Yuechu stood alone upon the stone steps of the Gao platform, her gaze passing over the lights that were being lit one after another throughout the city.
Her expression remained calm, and she did not interfere with the complicated arrangements.
Great Tang's forces had their own strict set of rules. There was no