Lv Xianyang's gaze was somber as he chewed over this name.
Inside the dilapidated Taoist temple, the sound of firewood crackling could be heard.
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Late at night.
The solitary moon hung high, and on the streets of the capital, pedestrians gradually became scarce.
The street-side food stalls also began to close up shop.
After finishing their late-night snack, Zhou Dao and Wang Xiaoyi walked on the way back to the Demon Control Department.
In the past, when in Peace Town, if they encountered a troublesome demon beast that needed handling, they would often work overtime until very late.
At that time, they would choose a food cloister and enjoy a late-night meal, a bowl of beef noodles, two or three side dishes, and a pot of wine to warm up. Although it was not a luxurious meal, it was quite enjoyable.
After entering the capital, Zhou Dao also kept this habit, often dragging Wang Xiaoyi around to explore the capital's late-night delicacies.