Ren Tianye’s words had clearly touched a sore spot for Nanny Sun. She paused to reflect, then raised her head and said, “Lord Duke, the former Demon Suppression Bureau all but vanished ten years ago.”
“From the day our leader suddenly disappeared, the Bureau existed in name only.”
“Our brothers spent countless years and efforts searching for him, but traces of the leader were nowhere to be found.”
“Without a leader, we lost our backbone. Hunted by countless enemies, we fell one by one—dead or wounded. The few of us left, old and clinging to life, faded into hiding.”
“We simply turned the former Demon Suppression Bureau into a dream—a fleeting charge against the world.”
After Nanny Sun’s words, those gathered in the tent began to grasp the deeper meaning.
There had once been a leader who founded the former Demon Suppression Bureau, but after his disappearance, the Bureau fell apart. Clearly, that leader was no ordinary man.
Otherwise, he could never have built such an organization.
But still…
“Why were you hunted?”
That question came from Wu Xingzhou.
But it wasn’t Nanny Sun who answered—it was Su Jin.
Su Jin gave a faint smile, though whether it was bitter was hard to tell, and said, “The Demon Suppression Bureau was born to slay chaotic passions, sever obsessive attachments, subdue inner demons, and steady the imperial foundation.”
“But under this bright sky and in this vast land, how many bewitching creatures of desire there are! They gnash their teeth in hatred toward us.”
“Our Bureau now holds imperial authority—we can act first and report later, with such power that countless eyes covet it. But the former Bureau was merely a civilian organization, without official endorsement.”
“Being hunted was almost a certainty.”
Nanny Sun immediately looked at Su Jin.
Her eyes conveyed only one meaning: You understand me.
She even reached out and took Su Jin’s hand. “When I saw you from afar the other day—clad in the Bureau’s uniform, the Blade of Severed Passion at your waist, killing intent in your eyes—I knew that with you leading the Demon Suppression Bureau, you would surely slay the demons of desire and restore clarity to the world.”
This was praise from a senior. Su Jin quickly replied, “You flatter me, Elder. I only followed the Duke’s orders and did what needed to be done.”
“But you’ve done truly well,” Nanny Sun said, not stinting on praise. “I believe that under your leadership, the world will eventually see clear skies again.”
“And more than that, you’ve made excellent use of our Bureau’s unique qualities. What I’ve heard and seen suggests you’re influencing more and more people.”
“From Wusheng Pass to Huai’an City, countless lives have been touched by our Bureau. The bewitching creatures of desire are dwindling fast.”
Su Jin looked puzzled. “Unique qualities? What unique qualities?”
“You don’t know?” Nanny Sun was equally taken aback, then said, “Ah, I see. It took us many years to discover this. Your Bureau is newly established, so you probably haven’t sensed it yet.”
She let out a breath and continued, “Our Demon Suppression Bureau seems blessed by heaven itself. Anyone who spends long periods with our people is protected from being ensnared by demons of passion.”
“Of course, if the poison of desire has already sunk deep into the marrow, even we can do nothing. But for prevention, we are extremely effective.”
Shock spread across Su Jin’s face.
But Wu Xingzhou suddenly understood. “Nanny Sun, if what you say is true, then Zhou Xiong was able to kill his wife before battle because he was influenced by his master—never possessed by desire, and able to tell right from wrong?”
“Exactly. Even you are the same.”
Wu Xingzhou’s head began to buzz.
The rumors he’d heard over the past few days flooded his mind. In the military camp, after learning his story, everyone said he was exceptional.
After all, his wife Qin Shuyao, though a piece of work, hadn’t treated him entirely badly. Some even whispered that given their nine hundred and ninety-nine practice sessions, he’d come out ahead.
Yet even then, he had clearly discerned right from wrong and done what had to be done, never caught by personal feelings.
Had it all been because of the influence of the former Demon Suppression Bureau?
“Xu Sha and Yun Wanyi are the same,” Nanny Sun added.
Xu Sha and Yun Wanyi, who had followed them in, stared in blank shock. They had never understood why most of Huai’an City was so consumed by romantic obsession while they alone stayed clear-headed. Now it made sense—they had been under Nanny Sun’s care since childhood.
Seeing the changing expressions all around him, Ren Tianye became convinced of the former Bureau’s extraordinary effect. But inwardly, a storm raged.
The Demon Suppression Bureau was merely an institution.
The former Bureau had been nothing more than a civilian organization.
Yet it possessed this… almost supernatural ability.
And by sheer coincidence, it mirrored the Bureau he himself had founded!
This could no longer be dismissed as mere coincidence. A sudden intuition struck him—it felt like a celestial design, something fated.
But he couldn’t quite grasp what it was.
So he asked Nanny Sun, “Who else remains from the former Demon Suppression Bureau?”
Nanny Sun shook her head. “A handful, as far as I know. I joined late, so I didn’t know many. With the dead, the wounded, the retired, and those who vanished like our leader, only a few are left.”
“Still, from what I recall, Zhou Xiong’s master joined much earlier than I did. He probably knew more.”
“But he too is dead.”
“Even so, his master and Zhou Xiong were as close as father and son. Zhou Xiong likely knows a thing or two.”
She paused, then knelt again. “Lord Duke, whether Zhou Xiong knows more or not, he is the general defending Pukou City and has stood in your way as you seek to rid the world of obsession-driven fools. Yet he is also a disciple of the former Bureau. That should not have to end in bloodshed.”
“I beg your permission to go to Pukou City myself.”
“I will do my utmost to persuade Zhou Xiong to surrender to you.”
Ren Tianye tried to calm his surging emotions and helped Nanny Sun to her feet. “Nanny Sun, you are advanced in years. To take such a risk…”
“Lord Duke,” she interrupted, “it is precisely because I am nearing the end that I wish to do something more. And to have met you—my life is already fulfilled.”
“Let me raise these old bones as a torch and burn one last time.”
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