Just How Many Experts Are Hidden?

At this thought, the Immortal Gods present felt a chill run down their spines. None of them dared to play tricks behind his back or lie in ambush again.

They had always been insignificant figures at the bottom of the Heavenly Court.

Having lived so long, they naturally understood the rules:

If you could not afford to provoke someone, you could at least avoid them;

Once the errand was done, turn around and leave. Let well water mind its own business and river water its own—that was the way to stay alive.

Snake General swept his gaze over the Star Officials, who had immediately perked up and returned to their respective duties. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly as he nodded to himself.

This was exactly the effect he wanted!

He had seen it clearly long ago—

These people looked obedient on the surface, constantly chanting, "We obey the decree," yet their hands and feet were sluggish, and they shirked their duties perfunctorily. They had never taken the real work seriously; they were simply muddling through their days!

He had always believed in putting hustle first.

How could he allow his subordinates to lie flat and coast like this?

Since the soft approach did not work, then he would use the hard one—kill the chicken to warn the monkey!

Judging by things now, this move had worked fast, struck true, and been clean and decisive!

Everyone's efficiency had increased by more than fourfold, at the very least!

Snake General secretly calculated that if he encountered such stubborn, impervious types again in the future, he could handle them the same way. He could not go wrong.

The old saying put it plainly:

Without a sense of urgency, where would execution come from?

These Immortal Gods had soaked in their nests