Why did it always feel like the Warehouse was using the administrator's side-job income to hand out benefits?
That was no exaggeration. Regardless of what sort of relationship the Warehouse had with Your Excellency Amnion, he and that Being were old acquaintances too.
Killing Ian, who was following that divine path, exposing everything related to Finger Ball to the Night Watchers, and dealing with the Ancient One Eckhart in the Realm of Ultimate Bliss, leaving a thousand years of plans in ruins... The Warehouse had, of course, been the mastermind behind all of that.
But apart from the missions, he had given that Being quite a few gifts lately, too.
For example, the research project he'd worked on with the Night Watchers, not to mention all the hot-button incidents he'd subtly steered toward that Being.
That was why he couldn't help feeling that the desperate situation Your Excellency Amnion had encountered might have something to do with the Night Watchers.
If that was true, did it count as the old saying, "You reap what you sow"?
If he hadn't been so tireless about pinning the blame on them, would today's work environment really have been so relaxed?
Also, the Night Watchers' strength seemed to warrant a reassessment.
They'd driven a Higher Being whose power was still mostly intact straight into a dead end.
The Hongmen Banquet he had coming up was probably going to be quite intense... So he wondered whether Your Excellency Amnion had left behind anything that could help.
Feeling not the slightest guilt about driving someone into a desperate situation, Fu Qian eagerly found this time's special reward.
``` [Name: The Firstborn's Vision]
[Type: Special Item]
[An exquisitely crafted, slightly soiled gold-embroidered satin ribbon.
The gold-dust-blended threads shimmer faintly, as if they were born to attract the