Lin Qiye watched Monkey King and Gilgamesh leave, then let out a long breath.
They had discussed everything that needed discussing, and he had done everything he could. As for whether things would proceed according to his wishes from here on out, that was beyond his control.
After all, they were the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and the oldest Hero King in the world. Their actions and thoughts could never be swayed by Lin Qiye. They would only act according to their own wills.
Lin Qiye took a sip of tea and was about to return to his office to rest when, upon turning the corner of the corridor, he saw Li Yifei leading a group of people out of the restroom.
"Eh? Qiye?"
When Li Yifei saw Lin Qiye, he removed the mask from his face and waved at him.
"Li Yifei?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise. "Aren't you the chief steward? Why are you personally leading people to clean the restrooms?"
Li Yifei raised a brow. "I've been leading the cleaning department in cleaning restrooms this whole time, haven't I? Didn't you transfer Wangcai to official duty?"
"When did I transfer Wangcai..."
Halfway through his sentence, Lin Qiye froze.
Then, as though he had remembered something, his mouth slowly fell open...
Oh no!
I forgot about that!
Without another word, Lin Qiye turned and ran toward his office.
In the dim, narrow corridor, Lin Qiye, clad in a white coat, passed through the empty prison cells and hurried forward.
He had finally remembered why he had not seen Wangcai in the hospital lately.
After he had used the chopsticks Zhou Ping gave him to stab the Thunder Beast to death, its soul had been imprisoned in the hospital. In order to raise the Thunder Beast's fear level,