The Keeper of Books Immortal Official likewise cupped his hands in salute. "Greetings."
Broom Star looked surprised and asked, "Fellow Daoist, you called out to stop me. What guidance do you have?"
Though he had served as Lu Chen's guardian deity during this period and had gained the Plague Department's backing, Broom Star's status had risen with the tide. He was no longer likely to be subjected to unprovoked rebukes.
But most of the time, when they met, they merely exchanged a smile.
Being called to from afar like this was rather rare.
The Keeper of Books Immortal Official smiled. "You are overthinking it, Fellow Daoist. I saw that you were a man of the hour and felt a sudden urge to speak with you. Now that I have run into you, I wished to chat for a while."
"A man of the hour? Me?"
"Of course. I heard that you recently became the guardian deity of that Plague-Wielding Young Lord. And this Plague-Wielding Young Lord is now known throughout the Heavenly Court. After the battle at the Southern Heavenly Gate, he earned the Great Celestial Venerable's high regard and was granted the post of Horse-Fodder Registrar, entering the immortal register. Is he not a man of the hour? And if he is one, then naturally so are you."
The Keeper of Books Immortal Official spoke with a beaming smile.
Broom Star suddenly understood and smiled faintly. "Does Fellow Daoist not know that my lord is currently bearing the title of a guilty laborer? How could he count as a man of the hour?"
"Ah." The Keeper of Books Immortal Official waved a hand. "What does being a guilty laborer amount to? Even immortals make mistakes, much less mortals. In my view, with Young Master Lu's abilities, shedding that title