Only after he began his patrols did Chen Miao discover that things really were just as Kong Yue had said: no one dared defy a Demon-Suppressing Guard in a ghost market under the Demon-Suppressing Bureau's protection.
Over three consecutive days, he saw plenty of minor disputes between customers and stallholders. But whenever he noticed one, the people involved would disperse as though nothing had happened before he could even reach them.
Chen Miao's presence-no, the presence of a patrol guard-was like a large fish approaching smaller fish in the ocean.
As soon as it drew near, the smaller fish scattered.
Chen Miao found this somewhat frustrating, but Li Zhou loved it.
Over those three days, Li Zhou went from being cautious and tentative to walking with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
There was no denying it: working as a patrol guard did wonders for a person's confidence...
Three days later, Chen Miao got his first day off in this life.
Only then did Chen Miao learn that working three days and resting one did not mean someone would fill in for him on his day off. Instead, the ghost market opened for three days, then closed for one.
If the ghost market opened every day, they would have to work every day.
On top of that, working nights at the ghost market meant Chen Miao could not sleep during the yang-rising hour. If this continued, he would inevitably have to take a dangerous risk to keep his real-world body safe.
And then he probably would not be far from exposing himself.
On their day off, Kong Yue had wanted to invite Chen Miao and Li Zhou out for a meal, a show, and a stroll around Cangzhou Prefecture.
But Chen Miao declined.
And his reason left