He was a man whose appearance was exceptionally upright and masculine.
He wore a dark blue robe, clean and neat, with strong facial features, thick eyebrows like chiseled blades extending into his sideburns, a neatly trimmed beard, and sharp, deep-set eyes.
Anyone who saw such a Chief Constable would feel he was incredibly reliable, surely able to ensure peace in the area.
Under his governance, demons were terrified, and thieves dared not act recklessly.
At this moment, Uncle Wang Yang personally led people to stand before Xuni Pavilion, and the entire Flower Street instantly fell into a solemn silence.
Passersby, or those watching the scene from across the street, began to whisper and discuss the rumors circulating in recent days.
These, of course, were the rumors spread by Chang Yao—
Inside Xuni Pavilion, it seemed to be where demons hid and where the official silver was concealed.
