"So that makes me an unofficial member too?"
Chen Mo had no ill feelings towards these Magicians.
Besides, they were proficient in Alchemy Dao and Artifact Refining, it would be convenient to mooch off them in the future...uh, to collaborate.
...
Deep in the courtyard, under an old pagoda tree.
An old man dressed in coarse hemp sat leisurely in a rocking chair, yawning lazily.
Beside him, a square-faced middle-aged man stood with his hands hanging down, his thick eyebrows and large eyes giving him an imposing look.
"Elder Ling, you seem to value this Chen Mo quite a bit?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.
The Demon Suppression Department wasn’t idle; over the years, they had hunted countless demons and had an abundance of experience. They didn’t need to rely on an outsider.
Yet Elder Ling personally spoke up, insisting on pulling Chen Mo into their ranks.
It seemed like it was all for the sake of granting Chen Mo a sacrificial identity...
The old man chuckled, "This lad is quite interesting, I want to take a closer look at him."
The middle-aged man became even more curious.
Back in his day, he had dominated the Cloud Top Ranking, being an unrivaled prodigy of his generation.
Even so, the best comment he got from Elder Ling was "fairly satisfactory, has some potential."
This was the first time he heard Elder Ling use the word "interesting," and the subject was just a young Fifth Grade Martial Artist.
"He resembles me when I was young," the old man sighed.
?!
The middle-aged man was startled, "He resembles you? Does Chen Mo possess such incredible Daoist talent?!"
"He doesn’t have a damn bit of Daoist talent, just a sturdy body, purely a Martial Artist’s Root Bone."
The old man sighed, continuing, "I was talking about looks; back in the day, I too was a handsome man like a refreshing breeze in this muddy world. Daughters of wealthy families would line up from the east to the west side of the city wanting to marry me...time spares no one alas."
"..."
Looking at the old face with wrinkles deep enough to trap flies...
The middle-aged man tried hard to imagine for a long time but ultimately gave up and silently lowered his head.
...
After leaving the Demon Suppression Department, Chen Mo first returned to the Government office.
After presenting Stray Blade to Li Yuan, she was ecstatic and clutched it in her arms, refusing to let go.
Hearing that Chen Mo was going to hunt demons, Li Yuan also wanted to follow, partly because she couldn’t rest easy and also wanted to draw blood with her new blade.
However, Chen Mo didn’t agree.
The journey north was long. The Ding Fire Department had just stabilized, and it needed someone in charge... Moreover, the main force this time was the Demon Suppression Department, not the Sky Scale Guard, there was no need to make a big fuss, so he simply didn’t bring any Assistant Officers.
But he still remembered that he had promised Lin Jingzhu to call her if there was a case involving the Demon Clan, so he sent someone to Six Gates to pass the message.
Taking advantage of some spare time, Chen Mo planned to visit the Imperial Music Bureau.
After becoming an Oiran, Yu’er moved from Qingya House to The Cloudwater Hall, which was more than three times larger, and her number of maids increased to fifteen.
It was quite coincidental that the previous master of The Cloudwater Hall was Gu Manzhi...
...
The Cloudwater Hall, the tea room.


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