Fearless, Incense Karma Coin

Registrar Tian wanted to become county deputy magistrate, and he also wanted to use this opportunity to make a handsome profit.

But he was no fool.

Registrar Tian could clearly sense the flames boiling endlessly beyond the government office—on the streets and alleys, amid the fields, in words that had vanished, and deep within people's hearts—ready to burst forth.

So reason compelled him to add one final remark.

That remark was not meant to persuade the county magistrate, but himself.

"Only, demon cultists are spread throughout the countryside now. If public resentment boils over and we press them too hard, I fear..."

"Do not be afraid."

The Wenning County Magistrate smiled faintly. "Can a mere handful of demon cultists truly stand against our county's City God?"

Wenning County had a City God, one invested by imperial decree.

He might disapprove of their scheme to profit from orphaned households, but should demon cultists cause trouble, he would naturally step forth to uphold the state and protect Great Liang.

Otherwise, what right did he have to be a State-Tutelary Orthodox God?

This was the shackle hanging over the heads of those who walked the Divine Path.

"Besides the County City God, our dynasty has the Imperial Demon Hunters and the Night Pacification Bureau. Can a few demon cultists truly run rampant before Old Monster of Mystic Mountain?" The Wenning County Magistrate spoke with complete confidence. "Leaving aside Judge Shi, who has held Ci Prefecture for years and is such a formidable figure, there is also the newly arrived Magistrate Little Su. He comes from the Duling Su Clan—his household is Great Liang's purple-gold pillar spanning the sea, its white-jade column propping up the heavens."

"Perhaps your information is not quite up to date, my brother." The Wenning County Magistrate looked at Registrar