The Demon-slaying Bureau in Jiangzhou City is the smallest mansion in size, and the mansion even looks somewhat dilapidated.
When Yuchi and Chen Weiran arrived at the Celestial Capital Department together, one of the guards at the gate didn't even recognize Chen Weiran.
And when Chen Weiran, with a grim face, led Yuchi and Wei Qingzhu into the Demon-slaying Bureau, the situation was even worse.
This was still broad daylight.
After lunch, everyone clearly appeared to be drunk, propping themselves against the wall with sticks.
Quite a few members of the Demon-slaying Bureau were sleeping soundly with their arms crossed.
"Is this really the Demon-slaying Bureau? Love it, love it." Yuchi looked at two men hugging each other and was completely speechless.
Their legs were twitching like they were having nightmares.
"It's truly embarrassing." Chen Weiran was on the verge of killing someone.
Honestly, Chen Weiran was indeed startled by the sect backing Yuchi.
