Jiang Mei covered her chest and took a moment to catch her breath.

"He said... he said for us not to act rashly, he will be here soon, remember, do not conflict with the Bodhi Sect first."

With the response from a Titled General, the Zhao brothers visibly gained confidence and their speech no longer faltered.

Jiang Mei pursed her lips, helplessly saying, "Alright, let's leave it at that for now."

Having said that, she took steps forward.

However, before she could finish speaking, Jiang Mei's entire body stiffened. She stared straight ahead, instinctively mobilizing tremendous Spiritual Energy, readying herself as if facing a formidable enemy.

While the three were conversing, they completely failed to notice that a figure had already appeared in the courtyard.

As the celestial and terrestrial forces tumultuously surged, the moment that person glanced over, they eerily calmed.

He reached out his hand and took out a plaque, shaking it in front of the group.

The plaque caught Jiang Mei's eye, the large sun pattern causing her face to change suddenly, her eyes suddenly filling with an awkward expression and even her sickly pale skin flushed a bit.

If she wasn't mistaken, the name of General Wushan which she just mentioned must have been completely overheard by this person.

"I greet, my lord."

Jiang Mei quickly adjusted her emotions, bringing the Zhao brothers with her to bow towards the person.

"Speak your business."

Shen Yi put away the plaque, as if he had not heard their earlier conversation.

Everyone comes from the lower ranks; he could understand their distrust towards a superior who appeared out of nowhere.

"As commanded."

Jiang Mei secretly wiped her sweat, feeling relieved.

This lord came so quickly, and even like a ghost without a trace of presence, thankfully he did not seem to be the narrow-minded type, and was quite reasonable to talk to.

The Zhao brothers also saw such a young Titled General for the first time and were curious yet somewhat panicked.

Heavenly Pride is a commendable term, indicating terrifying potential.

However, correspondingly, whether in strength or experience, there is an inevitable shortfall compared to the older generation.

The Demon Slayer Bureau is a government office, not an Immortal Sect. In external skirmishes, outsiders would not go easy just because someone has good potential.

But the brothers quickly stepped forward and recounted what happened in West Mountain Prefecture.

Shen Yi quietly listened to the end, nodded, and stepped towards the County Government: "Lead the way."

Hearing this, the two brothers hesitated.

Jiang Mei instinctively forced a smile, reaching out to say, "Lord, please wait, General Wushan previously said..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw the young man in black robes turning his gaze back to her.

That fair and handsome face showed no significant emotional changes, his expression similar to before.

Yet, this same gaze gave Jiang Mei a completely different feeling.

She even felt a chill down her spine.

"I said, lead the way."

Shen Yi withdrew his gaze, understanding as he might, he couldn't accept his commands being disregarded in the land of the Three Prefectures, even to the extent his subordinates would bypass him with issues.

"..."

Jiang Mei clenched her teeth.

She admitted she had misjudged earlier.

This young Titled General, though young, had a temper not to be provoked and could be quite frightening when angered.

With such a personality, it's the last thing anyone wants to underestimate him.

But the Demon Slayer Bureau is not a place for child's play; one mustn't act rashly, as causing real trouble could lead to major chaos!

"I'll first take you to see the situation, but you might also want to consult with the other two Titled Generals since the Bodhi Sect and those conniving monks are involved, making things complicated..."

Jiang Mei forced a smile, walking beside Shen Yi, hoping to appease his dissatisfaction.

"I know what I'm doing."

Shen Yi did not further trouble the group. All were out handling matters, and as for the subordinates not fully trusting him, such things can't be solved by mere words; patience is key.

"That's good, that's good."

Jiang Mei flattered him like one would soothe a child, a hint of exhaustion surfacing in her eyes, and she stealthily glanced towards the Sky Curtain, hoping that General Wushan would arrive soon.