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Usually, for tasks like this, the Office of Censors would arrange for some death row inmates to take the lead. However, this time, even though I was following our master's orders to request prisoners, they found all sorts of excuses to brush me off!
People are spreading rumors about the achievements of Wolf Howl Camp, but those accomplishments are built on the flesh and blood of our brothers. Soldiers dying on the battlefield is honorable, but if it’s due to someone’s scheming that Qilang feels resentful, with red-rimmed eyes as he wipes away nonexistent tears—sigh, shallow eye sockets, making Miss Sang laugh at him.
Tsk, such half-hearted sentimentality.
Sang Qingxiao looked at him with a smile that was neither here nor there.
Qilang felt no embarrassment at being seen through. It was only after arriving in Jingjing City that he heard about the presence of demons and even the profession of Demon Catcher. He had heard that this line of work paid quite well; those supported by the Office of Censors earned hundreds of taels just in monthly salaries, with even higher rewards for missions.
Tsk, here we go again with the temptation.
As he was leaving, someone was still repeating the time and place for catching demons.
Qilang returned to the Office of Censors with a heavy heart.
"What were you doing? The master just called for you," Qi Shuo stopped him and questioned.
Following Qi Shuo into Qi Xiaomian's office, Qilang explained, "I went to find Miss Sang. I ordered dinner and mentioned our plan to catch demons."
Qi Shuo frowned. "Why did you tell her that? You can't discuss Office of Censors matters with outsiders. If someone with ill intentions finds out, you might get punished lightly, but don’t drag us down with you!"
"I'm doing this to help the master!" Qilang hurriedly explained to Qi Xiaomian. "I've inquired about Zhong Kui; his skills are no less than those supported by the Office of Censors, and he has a great reputation. I figured that even if Miss Sang hasn't learned much about catching demons from him, she must know a few friends among Zhong Kui's Demon Catchers. Master, if you truly intend to take over the Office of Censors, you need your own Demon Catchers."
The next night.
Many lights in the city had dimmed, but Zhu Cui Street remained brightly lit—a whole street filled with extravagant entertainment venues.
The best business belonged to Fragrant Pavilion, where each girl had her own charm and was famous far and wide.
As night fell, an exquisite pink sedan chair carried by eight people was brought out from the back door of Fragrant Pavilion. Passersby paid it no mind; it was just another girl from Fragrant Pavilion taking on outside work.
When the sedan chair reached the southern city gate, the guards surprisingly ignored the court's prohibitions. After receiving silver coins, they nodded and bowed as they opened the gate.
The sedan chair continued southward toward the gathering place of wealthy merchants and officials' residences on the outskirts of town.
According to information from Demon Catchers, inside that sedan chair was none other than a murderous Fox Demon that ripped out hearts.
Qi Xiaomian only brought Qilang and Qi Shuo along to follow at a distance.
The plan had already been set by the Demon Catchers near that residence; if the demon sensed anything amiss, they just needed to follow it. If it became aware during its journey, they only needed to lure it into their trap.
The task seemed simple; if all went well, it would just be a matter of keeping a watchful eye along the way without any incidents.
But of course, an unexpected turn of events occurred. The palanquin suddenly came to a halt midway.
As Qi Xiaomian and the others quickly concealed themselves, a voice that was both masculine and feminine echoed from within the palanquin.
"This heart, stained by the battlefield's bloodlust, is quite exceptional. I thought I could attract dozens, yet only three have followed!"
Qi Xiaomian's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly; their whereabouts had been exposed!
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