The ministry was an unremarkable government office, and it looked very different from the other offices. There was no one running about the place. There was only a single watchman, and he wore the lazy, unroused look of a man who could not bring himself to care.

Nonetheless, the plaque above it with the words "Demon God Ministry" kept people at a respectful distance, and nobody went near it without reason. Everyone knew what filled the place—demons. The demons inside it might take themselves for men, but in the eyes of ordinary people, they were still demons.

As Lu Changsheng walked toward it, the watchman did not so much as raise his head.

"This is the restricted ground of the Demon God Ministry. No dwellers, stop there," he spoke in a flat tone.

Lu Changsheng glanced at him and saw it in that...