Before long, a crowd of maids brought in food: chicken, duck, fish, meat, rice, noodles, and pastries. It filled the long table before Lin Qing.
The aroma hit him, and his appetite surged.
He tore a leg from a roast lamb, bit off a huge chunk of meat, and began chewing in great mouthfuls.
Soon, he had eaten several lamb legs, but he still wanted more. He was still hungry.
He understood why. His body's transformation had consumed so much vital energy that even the pills he had swallowed could not replenish it. He needed a great deal of food.
As Lin Qing wolfed down his meal, the Soul-Calming Office issued a notice announcing rewards for the constables who had distinguished themselves during the Blood Calamity. Lin Qing received the richest reward of all. His appointment as a Chief Candidate, in particular, sent shockwaves through the entire office.
"A Chief Candidate? Constable Chief Lin is rising through the ranks far too quickly."
"Indeed. With a little luck, Lord Lin could leap three ranks from constable to Office Chief within a year."
"What happened? How did Constable Chief Lin earn such a reward?"
"I heard the source of the Blood Calamity was an evil spirit. Constable Chief Lin and Steward Wang worked together to kill it. Otherwise, the calamity still wouldn't be over, and who knows how many people would have died."
"If that's true, then Constable Chief Lin certainly deserves to be a Chief Candidate."
"Yes, but going from candidate to actual Office Chief will still be extremely difficult."
In Yang Chenglu's courtyard.
Lin Qing set a beef bone he had picked clean on another table. Beef, lamb, and pork bones had already piled up there into a "little hill."
The maid beside him stared at the sight in