"Mm, this made it foolproof."
For the matter of going to the Moon Palace, he had fussed about for most of the day. Looking at the little "setup" on his desk, Li Changshou took a sip from the jade bowl of an icy, refreshing Lesser Qiong Peak specialty drink and nodded in satisfaction.
Ling'e's cooking had indeed started to go astray, specializing in tea and dim sum.
A mere assignment—what was there to fear?
He had weathered great winds and towering waves alike. Could he really founder before three hundred willow-waisted beauties?
With a sweep of his sleeve, the items before him vanished, urgently delivered to the Heavenly Court by a Paper Daoist.
Not long after, in the Water God's Mansion.
Once each "Dharma artifact" was in place, Li Changshou adjusted his loose robes before a mirror, tied up his hair beneath a Daoist Circlet, and made every strand of white hair gleam brightly and lie sleekly smooth.
Picking up his fly whisk, whose bristles had nearly all been worn away, Li Changshou left his study. Bian Zhuang and Ao Yi, who had received word in advance, immediately stepped forward to salute him.
Li Changshou said, "Deputy Commander Bian?"
Bian Zhuang's eyes lit up as he answered in a resounding voice, "This general is here!"
"This is for you." Li Changshou casually tossed him a treasure pouch. "Set it up outside the gates of the Water God's Mansion later...
"Ao Yi, lead a contingent of troops to the Taiyin Star. Say that I have been ordered to go there at once and serve as their Chief Instructor."
Bian Zhuang opened his mouth, but the words of acceptance caught at the tip of his throat, leaving only a, "Ah."
Ao Yi replied with a smile, "Yes."
With that, he turned and