"Then how did they manage to get by?" I hurriedly asked. Bai Ruqi had come first in every subject—she definitely wasn't stupid. Yet she couldn't get along in this Divine Court precisely because she was too upright. I wanted to hear how the other colleagues played the game.
"They chose to give in from the start. Some gave one year out of every three, while others simply split it fifty-fifty. Naturally, they ended up taking care of themselves and the Guardians. Otherwise, who could they blame?" Bai Ruqi said. The four female attendants listened nearby, their faces filled with emotion.
Xiao Li said, "My lord treats us very well and doesn't force us to do this or that. Unlike the cultivators in the other realms, who are all under tremendous pressure now. Forget cultivating—they can't even spare a moment to do anything of their own. They say that unless they last until the realm-guarding period ends, the matter won't be over."
"Exactly. Some things really can't be envied. Other households may look glorious, but behind the scenes, their lives are miserable. Although we also want to work hard, I've already made preparations..." Little Chu continued.
"All right, you don't have to put it like that. It's not as if I have no other options. Since things have already come to this, I'll work hard too," Bai Ruqi said.
"By the way, what would happen if someone violated this unspoken rule, or exposed the matter to the Review Office or the Court Deliberation Office?" I asked again. Bai Ruqi stared at me incredulously and said, "Do you think that's possible? The High Gods firmly control the amount of True Immortal Qi allocated each year. Every year, you have to come back and sign for it. Whether you took it or not