King Zhenbei's Consort

"Boss, a mission has come from the Intelligence Pavilion."

Three days later.

Wang Yue held a mission slip in his hand as he hurried to Listen to the Wind Tower.

Luo Chen was reading in the tower at the time, studying the recent movements of the various factions.

Hearing the commotion outside, he set down his book.

Only when Wang Yue came before him did Luo Chen speak softly.

"Sit down and tell me slowly."

Wang Yue had spent a long time with Luo Chen and understood his temperament. He did not stand on ceremony, pouring himself a cup of tea.

He drained it in one gulp, wiped the corner of his mouth, and then said indignantly.

"Boss, take a look. The Intelligence Pavilion just sent over this mission."

The Demon Suppression Bureau's Intelligence Pavilion was an organization dedicated to gathering intelligence on demonic beasts.

After all, every appearance of demonic beasts was a disaster for the common people, so the accuracy and timeliness of intelligence were extremely important.

A day's delay could lead to an unknown number of deaths.

Frowning, Luo Chen flipped through the booklet.

One day ago, three Fishing Villages along a White Dragon River Tributary were massacred by demonic beasts. No one survived!

Demon Suppression Captain Luo Chen is specially dispatched to investigate this matter. There must be no mistake!

"?" A huge question mark seemed to appear over Luo Chen's head.

He tossed the booklet down and said to Wang Yue.

"Where is the information on the demonic beasts? There's nothing?"

He found it somewhat unbelievable. Was the Demon Suppression Bureau's handling of matters really this... careless?

Wang Yue's expression was equally unpleasant. He had even gone to the Intelligence Pavilion specifically to confirm the matter.

Apparently, the answer he received had not been satisfactory.

"Boss, I asked the Intelligence Pavilion. They said time was pressing and they didn't know either. They only told us to move quickly."

Luo Chen was so angry that he laughed. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he asked.

"Who assigned this mission to me?"

Logically speaking, he had just returned from the Heavenly Severance Mountains and been promoted to Demon Suppression Captain.

With other Demon Suppression Captains in the Demon Suppression Bureau, this mission should not have been prioritized for him.

Wang Yue flipped open the back of the booklet, raised his head, and said softly.

"It was the Deputy Director, Zhuge Yucheng."

Luo Chen stroked his chin and fell into thought.

Could that fool have taken him for an imaginary rival?

Damn it!

After pondering for a moment, Luo Chen said to Wang Yue.

"Gather all the Demon Suppression Envoys immediately. We depart in one hour."

"Yes!" Wang Yue accepted the order and left.

"I hope you don't do anything stupid." Luo Chen rose to his feet and stood before the viewing platform, his gaze falling on the pavilions in the distance.

The slaughter of villages by demonic beasts could not tolerate delay.

He did not want his own suspicions to hold them back and cause even more casualties.

But if certain people truly provoked him.

The Golden Scale in his hand was still sharp!

One hour later.

On the small square before Listen to the Wind Tower.

Luo Chen stood with his hands resting on the railing, looking at the five people standing loosely before him. Neither joy nor anger showed on his face.

"Where are The Rest?"

He looked at Wang Yue, his tone utterly calm.

"Boss, some are in seclusion, some hurt their backs yesterday, some had elderly mothers pass away at home... They didn't come."

Wang Yue lowered his head, not daring to speak loudly.

"Fine. They didn't come, and they didn't report having matters to attend to. From this moment onward, they are no longer my men."

Luo Chen did not indulge them either, his gaze sweeping over the remaining four.

Not one of them dared meet his eyes.

After a long while,

"Set out. The time for slaying demons cannot be delayed."

Anger churned in Luo Chen's heart. Did these people truly think his young age made him easy to bully?

He forced down the fury in his heart.

Luo Chen swung onto his horse and headed out of the city.

Wang Yue immediately followed.

The remaining four exchanged glances, and someone whispered.

"This Captain Luo still swallowed it."

"Young and hot-blooded, shouldn't he have demanded an explanation directly?"

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"Shut up and hurry after them."

They traveled without speaking.

The evening clouds dyed half the sky, casting it in an orange glow.

At dusk.

Luo Chen's group of six casually ate dinner on the Official Road.

Then they continued on their way.

Luo Chen did not wish to waste time.

According to the map provided by the Intelligence Pavilion, they were still more than three hundred li from the tributary where the demonic beasts had appeared.

Not long after Luo Chen and the others departed.

Against the beautiful evening glow, a carriage slowly rolled along the broad Official Road.

The carriage was understated and restrained, built entirely of red sandalwood, without any superfluous ornamental patterns.

Inside the carriage, upon cushions of White Fox Fur Cushion worth a fortune, sat two peerless beauties.

Shangguan Changyue sat to the beauty's left and said respectfully.

"Your Highness, Qingyuan City has arrived."

King Zhenbei's Consort wore flowing white robes. Her beauty was unparalleled, elegant and otherworldly.

Whenever her lovely eyes blinked, every glance held infinite charm; every frown and smile tugged at one's heartstrings.

"How many times have I told you? I'm only a few years older than you. Just call me Sister."

Shangguan Changyue pursed her lips. "Sister."

"Ah, that's more like it."

King Zhenbei's Consort, Leng Ruoxue, covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Her personality was completely opposite to her name.

"There's no rush for time these days. Accompany me for a casual stroll around Qingyuan City."

The two chatted within the carriage.

Just as the carriage was about to enter the city gate.

At the gate, several dozen Qingyuan City officials, led by the city lord, came before the carriage and bowed respectfully.

"Welcome, Your Highness the Consort."

The surrounding commoners instantly followed suit, deeply lowering their heads to the ground.

Inside the carriage,

A sharp glint flashed through Leng Ruoxue's eyes. Smiling, she patted Shangguan Changyue's hand.

Shangguan Changyue rose and walked outside.

Her cool eyes swept across Qingyuan City's officials of every rank as she said unhurriedly.

"Her Highness has endured a weary journey and requires rest. We will not trouble you all."

"Enter the city!"

At last, Shangguan Changyue gave the driver an instruction before turning and returning to the carriage.

The city lord's expression stiffened, but it returned to normal in an instant. He straightened his back, adjusted his robes, and looked back in the direction the carriage had departed.

"My Lord City Lord, Her Highness the Consort is giving us no face at all."

"Yes, yes."

"I heard she is greatly favored, so she's somewhat..."

"Shut up!"

The city lord casually glanced at the official who had spoken.

The man was instantly frightened pale, lowering his head like an old quail.

Near the front of the crowd, not far from the city lord, Zhuge Yucheng watched quietly, a wicked smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The Consort had arrived discreetly this time and had not informed the city lord.

Yet she had not deliberately concealed her movements either.

On the carriage.

Leng Ruoxue resumed her lazy appearance.

"I heard you took in a genius from the Latent Dragon Ranking?"

"At such a young age, he has already reached the peak of Blood Circulation. In the future, he may have a chance of entering the Divine Intent Realm and becoming your right-hand man."

Leng Ruoxue spoke casually.

Because such an accomplishment was not difficult.

For martial artists of the first and second realms, resources could simply be piled up to raise their cultivation.

What truly revealed a martial artist's potential was the natural chasm of the Divine Intent Realm.

Of course, that was judging the matter by King Zhenbei's Mansion's standards.

What King Zhenbei's Mansion truly valued was the Demon Suppression Bureau's Director standing before her.

Shangguan Changyue nodded without saying much more.

She was also protecting Luo Chen this way.

She only knew the rough outline of the Consort's purpose in coming this time.

Even merely catching a glimpse of it, she still found it incomparably dangerous.

Even with her current strength.

One slight misstep, and she would be crushed to death beneath the rolling tide of the greater situation.