The Great Wall of China.

  The majestic and robust demon horse slowed down its pace, more than a dozen armored soldiers recognized at a glance that this was the carriage of the Qingzhou General, all of whom saluted in unison.

  Jiang Yuanhua left the carriage and handed over the document.

  “……”

  The warriors looked at the floating document and hurriedly bowed down with both palms to receive it.

  It seems that Qingzhou has caused trouble again. This general actually didn't bring any attendants and was unwilling to show his face, directly using the dark spirit.

  Looking at the lowered curtain, several people didn't have any intention of checking.

  The shadow is more convincing than the face in proving one's identity.

  They quickly flipped through the booklet and then handed it back with both hands, saying in a loud voice: "Please enter the city, General."

  Four ghost horses stepped forward again.

  Jiang Yuanhua also returned to the carriage.

  Logically speaking, the frame of Qingzhou's car should be a matter that most people in the imperial city don't need to worry about.

  No matter what happens in the nine states, this majestic imperial city will last forever.

  But as the vehicle entered the city, a blue-shirted young servant suddenly stopped on the street side, confirmed that he didn't missee, and hurriedly turned around to rush towards the west of the city.

  Panting heavily, he finally ran into a luxurious mansion.

  He patted his clothes and adjusted his breathing.

  The rules of the king's mansion are strict, even a small servant is not allowed to lose the demeanor of the king's mansion. If someone else sees it and laughs, they will be beaten to death.

  Today is considered good luck, and a reward of silver is indispensable.

  The blue-shirted young servant bowed neatly and greeted the two maids, lowering his head: "Two sisters, I went to South City today and saw something that I want to report to the princess."

  "Whatever." The maid glanced at him carelessly and didn't take it too seriously.

  "Xiao saw... the Qingzhou General has arrived in the capital." The blue-shirted servant finished speaking and then shut his mouth, after all this matter although was to curry favor with the princess, also had the suspicion of intentionally prying into the master's thoughts.

  Upon hearing this, the two maidservants' faces slightly changed color, exchanged a glance, and then one of them turned around and quickly left.

  ……

  In the courtyard.

  The king's wife quietly listened to the maid finish speaking and gently put down the teacup in her hand.

  She remained silent for a long time, her lips slightly curled up, pretending to be nonchalant, and said lightly: "After seeing that little girl last time, I thought Qingzhou was quite impressive, and I admired him in my heart. I didn't expect it to be just like this."

  The maid stood by cautiously.

  The princess usually kept her emotions in check, never showing them on the surface, but last time's incident was so severe that even the servants could tell she was really angry for many days.

  She said in a low voice: "If it's the General of Qingzhou who has come to visit, does the Princess want to see him?"

  "Why see, yet not see."

  The king's consort had a hint of jest in her eyes, and said casually: "It's just that I'm not feeling well, and the king is not in the mansion. If General Jiang is willing, he can wait outside for ten days or half a month. If he's not willing to wait, then he can go back to Qingzhou."

  At first, the apprentice was so arrogant, he must have been taught well by his master.

  It's too late for regrets when one's eyebrows are singed by the fire.

  Qingzhou is anxious, but she is not anxious.

  Just wait patiently until she calms down and then talk about it.

  As for lending a helping hand...

  Alas, Princess Ji Wang recalled the reluctance she felt when sending her son to Xuangong Cave; in this world, not everything gets a second chance.

  "I understand."

  The maid nodded and bowed respectfully before leaving the courtyard.

  He immediately called over a few guards and relayed the queen's words: "Right, when the time comes, don't be too polite to people, have a slightly cold attitude."

  Those coarse and unrefined warriors from the Demon-Suppressing Department, who have grown accustomed to staying in the Nine Provinces, have forgotten their reverence for the royal palace. This time, the princess is going to teach them a lesson, to learn what it means to follow the rules of the imperial city.

  ……

  Martial Temple

  The carriage slowly stopped in front of the towering great hall.

  On both sides were crowded with strong men from various states who came to practice in front of the Zhenmo Temple and the General's Office.

  Last time I don't know what bad luck I had!

  The clearly arranged order was directly suspended for nine states of washing and training, and it took so long to reopen.

  One of the demon catchers finally ranked first.

  Just as I was about to step forward, my eyelid twitched twice. Subconsciously, I looked back and noticed the pattern on the car's bumper, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

  Still okay, he is a general.

  Although his identity is high, he doesn't need to be trained, there must be something else going on.

  The demon catcher was about to turn around when he saw a tall figure walking down from the carriage.

  A few doubts flashed in his eyes, and then he looked more and more familiar: "......"

  Although he had changed into a cold and mysterious armor, his young face was still as calm as ever.

  Damn it! Are you kidding me?!

  The demon catcher's palms began to tremble, last time it was this young man who went in, the martial temple closed its doors, his ears still echoed with "ten times".

  "Let me in! I was here first!"

  He rushed into the Demon Catcher's General Mansion.

  The rest of the people cast sideways glances, some astonished at this man's sudden reaction, and then also looked towards the carriage.

  Right behind them, their eyes also showed surprise.

  The carriage of the Demon Vanquishing Department, but wearing a black shirt... Is this a General?

  "So young?"

  "The Shape-Shifting Technique is over, old man pretending to be young."

  A few people whispered to each other, but on the surface they still bowed with their fists clasped together in respect.

  Shen Yi slightly nodded and immediately looked towards the Wu Temple.

  "I'll go submit the documents, you wait for a while, don't wander around since you're not familiar with the place." Jiang Yuanhua gave a greeting and floated off to the right with the prepared report documents.

  This time it's a matter of finding Wu Miao, even if the general comes over, he has to follow the rules and procedures.

  "Good."

  Shen Yi stood quietly in her original position.

  A moment later, a figure in a green robe walked out of the main hall. The old man lowered his eyelids and glanced at the young man: "You're back, why don't you come in? What are you doing standing outside?"

  "He beckoned: 'Follow me.'"

  "Shen Yi has met Lord Wu."

  Shen Yi slightly cupped his hands and glanced at the head of the Demon-Suppressing Department.

  He has always been relatively respectful of these proactive treasure deliverers.

  "Don't worry, I'll send someone to fetch him in a moment."

  Mr. Wu shook his head and seemed to be not very concerned about a dying yin spirit, he led the young man towards the spacious courtyard behind the Wu Temple.

  Watching the two of them leave.

  The remaining people were shocked, and the temple master just left like that? What about the matter of washing...

  What could be so important in Qingzhou that would make Daoren abandon his own people so casually.

  It can't be that we're going to be occupied by monsters, right?

  Moreover, even if it were occupied by demons and monsters, according to the character of this group of people in Wu Miao, they would probably not bother with it.

  It wasn't until a while later that Gang Wong-hwa finally floated out of the main office.

  He found a group of people all staring in the same direction.

  What's good-looking?

  Jiang Yuan was used to looking back together out of habit, but it wasn't until a moment later that he suddenly reacted: "Where's the person?"

  (End of chapter)