Unusual events often signify something sinister, and in this trio, Miss Su was the most unconventional one.
At first, Zheng Fan had merely assumed that the Silver Armored Guards, at least those on the surface, were not of particularly high caliber, which was understandable. They were like the imperial bodyguards from the history of the world he knew; not all were masters of espionage, leaping over eaves and scaling walls in ministers' homes to spy or act as moles. Some were more like city management teams, patrolling the streets in Flying Fish Suits with Xiuchun Sabers slung over their shoulders, collecting protection fees.
But gradually, Zheng Fan found that Miss Su's intelligence and behavioral reactions had somehow plummeted past the lower limit of his expectations.
Truth be told, if it weren't for Mr. Chen's apparent soft spot for this foolish young lady, Zheng Fan, or these demon lords, would have sent her on her way to release her from her misery long ago.
