62: The Director invites you

Walking down the street where the Demon Suppression Division was located, Jiang Lan passed by the familiar Brothel.

It was just dawn, and the pavilion hadn't opened yet; there were no flamboyant storytellers calling out to passersby.

Jiang Lan merely glanced in the direction of the pavilion before continuing towards the Demon Suppression Division.

Arriving at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Division, Jiang Lan happened to see Monk Bao Jing walking from across the street, carrying a small bag of steamed buns.

Once the man drew near, Jiang Lan didn't greet him, only nodded slightly at Bao Jing, and then walked into the Demon Suppression Division.

Bao Jing followed behind him.

At this moment, there weren't many people at the entrance, but a few Demon Suppression Guards who lived within the Demon Suppression Division were already gathered, chatting and laughing.

Seeing the two enter, the Demon Suppression Guards who had just been chatting immediately fell silent, a hint of nervousness appearing in their expressions.

Jiang Lan was somewhat puzzled by this.

He hadn't been in the Division much lately, and logically, his colleagues shouldn't know about what he had been doing recently.

So why were his colleagues so nervous upon seeing him now?

But soon, Jiang Lan realized he was mistaken.

He noticed that all of his colleagues' gazes were focused behind him.

Therefore, the object of his colleagues' nervousness wasn't him, but Bao Jing, who was walking behind him?

A bit more curiosity arose in his heart, but Jiang Lan didn't ask, walking directly towards the common room.

Returning to the common room, he opened the door and lay down on the somewhat dilapidated and simple small wooden bed, finally feeling completely relaxed.

For some reason, ever since that dream last night, he had always felt a faint sense of crisis, and his heart felt somewhat unsettled.

It wasn't until he entered the common room that this sense of crisis completely disappeared.

The woman on the lotus platform had simply brought too much of an impact to him.

Although Jiang Lan believed that the woman was most likely the legendary Green Lantern Goddess, he couldn't be 100% certain.

He could only provisionally assume that the woman was the Green Lantern Goddess.

Aside from the great demons that only existed in historical legends, Jiang Lan truly couldn't imagine what Realm one would have to be in to nearly kill him with just a single glance.

He hadn't rested well to begin with, and coupled with a flurry of wild thoughts in his mind, somehow, Jiang Lan drifted directly into a daze and fell asleep.

However, this time, he didn't have any more strange dreams; instead, he was awakened by the sound of the door opening.

"Boss?" A slightly surprised voice came from the doorway.

Jiang Lan opened his eyes and saw Yu Zhi standing at the door.

"Boss, why are you here so early? I thought you hadn't arrived yet."

Jiang Lan was more awake now and nodded at Yu Zhi.

"Couldn't sleep at home, so I came over. Help me clock in and bring back some breakfast, by the way."

As he spoke, he reached into his embrace.

Only then did he realize he had forgotten to bring money.

He was currently wearing casual clothes; after returning home yesterday, Jiang Lan had casually thrown his torn clothes onto a chair.

His valuables were all in those clothes.

"Forgot my money, you go buy it first, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"Hey, no big deal, Boss, you even treated me to Yan Chun Pavilion, so what's wrong with me treating you to breakfast? Wait for me, I'll go right now."

Yu Zhi agreed readily, and after speaking, he turned and left to help Jiang Lan clock in.

Currently, Jiang Lan's identity was still just a Demon Suppression Guard; if he didn't clock in and hadn't reported to the Captain in advance, his monthly salary would be deducted.

Here, seeing Yu Zhi leave, Jiang Lan was just about to go back to sleep.

But less than two minutes later, he heard footsteps outside, and then the common room door was knocked upon.

The person was definitely Yu Zhi.

If it were Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu, not knowing he was in the common room, they would have pushed the door open and entered.

"Come in."

Jiang Lan reined in his sleepiness and said towards the door.

The door opened, and Yu Zhi's figure appeared outside.

With Yu Zhi were Wu Qingyun, and a young man dressed in a black robe with a sword at his waist.

The young man was very handsome, appearing like a dashing young master.

Jiang Lan understood what was happening at a glance, and immediately waved his hand, telling Yu Zhi to leave.

Looking at the two, Jiang Lan said:

"Brother Wu, who is this?"

Wu Qingyun also looked at Jiang Lan, his eyes carrying a slight hint of complexity.

But this gaze didn't last long before Wu Qingyun introduced him:

"This is Marquis Dingyuan, a Demon Suppression Envoy in our Division."

A Demon Suppression Envoy was a rank higher than a Thousand Households, usually commanding three Thousand Households simultaneously, and was a fourth-rank official in Great Yan.

Jiang Lan got up from the bed and bowed to the Black-Clothed Youth.

"Greetings, Marquis Dingyuan."

No matter what, the position was there; Jiang Lan wouldn't be arrogant just because his strength was relatively strong.

"No need to be polite." The youth didn't show much emotion, continuing: "The Division Head has invited you."

Jiang Lan paused for a moment.

He had thought that after yesterday's incident in the Inner City, the Division Head would probably look for him, but he hadn't expected it so soon.

It was just the time for clocking in for duty.

Jiang Lan estimated that the two must have arrived right on time.

If Wu Qingyun had known that he had arrived at the Demon Suppression Division at dawn, he probably would have brought Marquis Dingyuan to find him earlier.

Subsequently, Jiang Lan nodded.

"Then let's go."

Although he didn't know the Division Head's exact Realm, Jiang Lan knew that there were no Mortal Shedding Realm powerhouses in the Great Yan Empire.

At least not openly.

So, his current Qi Gathering Seventh Level Realm, even if weaker than the Division Head, wouldn't be by much.

Perhaps the Division Head's Realm was even inferior to his.

For a young man in his twenties to have reached the Qi Gathering Seventh Level Realm, it was indeed very difficult not to arouse suspicion.

However, Jiang Lan had no worries, his expression was completely calm.

Not to mention that he had no problems to begin with, even if the Division Head truly believed he was possessed by an evil spirit and insisted on killing him, his strength and Realm were still there.

Of course, the probability of such a thing happening was so small it could almost be ignored.

Hearing this, the Black-Clothed Youth said nothing more, turning to lead the way.

Wu Qingyun, meanwhile, walked beside Jiang Lan.

Along the way, none of the three spoke, continuously following the flagstone path deeper into the Division.

Reaching the end, a small building with upturned eaves and ornate brackets, exuding extraordinary grandeur, appeared before Jiang Lan.

On the small building hung a huge plaque, inscribed with the three characters "Demon Suppression Division."

The calligraphy was strong and powerful, like a Dragon flying and a Phoenix dancing, revealing an indescribable majesty.

Even Jiang Lan, who knew nothing about calligraphy, could tell that these three characters were absolutely excellent.

However, although Jiang Lan could clearly feel the majesty on the plaque, it had absolutely no effect on him whatsoever.

Walking to the entrance, the Black-Clothed Youth knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Hearing this voice, the youth then said:

"Little Jiang, please."