Shadow Pavilion.
It was a rather mysterious department in the Mortal Domain, or perhaps simply one with very little presence. Many newcomers to the Mortal Domain had barely even heard of it.
It had none of the War Pavilion's glorious record of fighting until every last member fell.
Nor did it have the Logistics Pavilion's frequent appearances as the hub of operations.
And it was nothing like the Strategist Pavilion, a newly established core department.
It was like a department that had been abandoned.
But...
In the final few days before they headed for the War Mire.
Nearly every member of the Shadow Pavilion had scattered across all the continents in this Sea Domain for a single purpose: to investigate the backgrounds of the nearly eighty thousand members who had just joined the Mortal Domain.
Dressed in plain clothes, Shao Qiu wore neither a Bamboo Hat nor anything else to cover his face. Accompanied by an Attendant, he arrived at a town on one of the continents and strode forward with a calm expression.
Before long, he spotted an Old Farmer working in the Farmland.
He approached with a smile and said.
"Sir, my name is Zhang Youren. Someone borrowed money from me last year and still hasn't paid it back. His name is Tian Youwei, and I heard he lives around here. Do you know him?"
He had barely finished speaking.
"Pah!"
The Old Farmer suddenly spat a thick glob of phlegm into the field. "That bastard died ages ago. Good riddance!"
But then he looked at Shao Qiu with a hint of sympathy.
"Young man."
"I'm afraid you won't be getting that money back. That fellow had neither father nor mother and was a notorious thug for dozens of miles around. A Blacksmith killed him with a hammer