Wang Xuanzhi, this young man who came all the way from the Imperial Capital, became the Town Lord of the Demon Control Department at such a young age.
Since joining the department, he rarely showed up within the Demon Control Department, spending his days drinking tea and taking baths.
Everyone seemed to gradually get used to this dispensable Town Lord.
Until one day, during the demon hunting in the seven towns, deep in the Black Mountain, all his companions died at the hands of demon beasts, leaving only Zhang Beixuan alive.
In the pool of blood, he struggled madly, desiring life once more.
He desperately fled, like a homeless dog, not stopping even though he was seriously injured.
That time, Wang Xuanzhi made a move, his sword qi sweeping and rolling like a sharp edge, cutting off the demon beast's head.
Zhang Beixuan, shocked and sitting paralyzed on the ground, watched Wang Xuanzhi standing tall in front of him, his heart filled with awe.
