Li Qinghe's voice trembled slightly. He regretted it—why had he brought this guy here?
He had originally wanted to find a decent helper, but instead, he had found a disaster.
This damn pitfall of a man, contacting me at a time like this and calling me brother?
Why didn't you call me that before?
Jiang Changkong felt somewhat disappointed. He had lost a brother in name.
Returning to the Southern Heavenly Gate, Jiang Changkong continued sitting in meditation. He had to guard this place well.
All four heavenly gates of the Heavenly Court could be used to leave the Heavenly Court.
However, the Heavenly Court was vast, and one could not wander about recklessly.
The immortals and gods near the Southern Heavenly Gate generally left through the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Wanted to leave through one of the other gates?
Sure—first, get on good terms with the immortals and gods there.
Among immortals and gods, those of the same rank giving each other face was nothing unusual.
If their relationship was truly good, they could keep leaving through other heavenly gates. Then he would truly stand guard here for these six months.
Otherwise, if they wanted to pass through his gate, then unless he peeled off a layer of skin, he would be letting down this suit of armor.
The heavenly soldiers became increasingly well-behaved. Each one stood with impeccable posture, terrified that even the slightest fault would be found.
The eight defending generals did not come over again. Having seen Hu Jiunian, they had no desire to go inside.
"Right."
Jiang Changkong suddenly remembered something. It seemed he had not handed over the pills.
In other words, he had taken the bribe and still sent the man in?
Well, he had forgotten.
He sat quietly by the Southern Heavenly Gate.