By the time Tang Yuehua returned to her residence, night had fully fallen.
She did not rest. Instead, she went straight to the study and began the day's work.
Tang Yuehua's duties at the Clear Sky Sect stronghold were not fundamentally different from what they had been at Moonlight Pavilion. She was responsible for gathering intelligence on the movements of various factions, selecting valuable clues, organizing them, and submitting them to the sect elders for reference.
Those letters and dossiers came together through different channels. Some came from within Bright Moon City, some from distant commanderies and counties, and others came from the secret connections she had cultivated over many years.
Her intelligence network had always operated in an orderly fashion. The people responsible for gathering all kinds of information in Bright Moon City and the surrounding regions would periodically compile and submit everything they had seen and heard. She would then sort through it all, remove the unreliable or irrelevant parts, and copy out the entries truly worth referencing for the sect's decision-makers.
A maid entered with a tea tray, placing a pot of freshly brewed hot tea at the corner of the desk. Then she took out a stack of sealed letters from her sleeve and said softly, "Miss, these are today's reports from all locations. The ones from the west and south arrived a little late and were only just organized."
Tang Yuehua nodded, accepted the stack of letters, opened the first one, and quickly scanned the recorded entries.
Most of them were ordinary developments. A new official had taken office somewhere, a merchant guild had obtained a new travel permit, or the power statistics of a certain city had changed.
These were matters that needed to be recorded but were not worth reporting.
She reviewed the