Hall Master Ye Lulu

Amid the bustling crowd gathered around the announcement, Qian Mo, clad in a short cloak, curled his lips into a faint smile.

Though he was somewhat shocked by Martial Soul Hall's grand move, Qian Mo murmured to himself with a hint of delight.

"Looks like this little butterfly of mine still stirred up quite a gale. Martial Soul Hall actually made such a huge commotion.

"But this probably wasn't an order from that petty Qian Xunji. Qian Daoliu must have stepped in.

"After all, the only person in Martial Soul Hall with both the status and the boldness to do something like this is him.

"Still, it doesn't matter who made the move.

"As long as the powerful and wealthy are made wary, and the commoners whose lives could be ruined at any moment are given some protection, that's enough.

"Though thinking like this really does make me feel like I'm putting on the airs of someone who does good deeds without asking what the future holds.

"The commoners' lives have improved somewhat, but the breeding ground for faith has taken a major hit."

By the end, Qian Mo gave a self-mocking smile, though he did not take his final complaint too seriously.

After all, in Qian Mo's view—

Gods who only knew how to gather faith through suffering—

That was the mindset of failures!

So, just like the Angel God, Qian Mo disdained doing such things!

After watching the excitement, Qian Mo turned and left. However, he felt that Martial Soul Hall would probably be rather idle for the next while.

After all, Martial Soul Hall had offended the powerful and wealthy across the entire continent this time. Why would those people come to the confession room to repent?~

Still, Qian Mo thought that was for the best. It meant he would have more energy to do what he needed to do.

Upon returning to Martial Soul Hall, the staff all greeted and saluted Qian Mo warmly.

After more than a month of working together, everyone in Martial Soul Hall had long understood that this seemingly frail priest was far from as harmless as he appeared. There were even rumors that Bishop Raine had been brought down by him.

Furthermore, Qian Mo had cleaned up the mess Bishop Raine left behind, and his work ability had earned everyone's recognition.

Thus, even though he was weaker than many people present, no one dared to look down on a superior who possessed both methods and ability.

Most importantly, however, Qian Mo's cultivation guidance was all practical, valuable knowledge.

If Qian Mo had not been so young that they felt embarrassed to take him as their master, everyone in Martial Soul Hall would have already dropped to their knees.

All the way back to his office, Qian Mo did not put on airs. He returned everyone's greetings with a warm smile, then began handling the day's official business.

He went through file after file, and before long, Qian Mo came across a special notice.

After seeing the wax seal that marked it as an ordinary Martial Soul Hall secret, Qian Mo immediately opened the letter and examined the notice it contained.

He skimmed through it at a glance, his expression showing that it was exactly as he had expected.

A country could not go a day without a ruler, and a household could not go a day without a master.

Although Qian Mo had taken over Bishop Raine's authority, he was ultimately only a priest—a temporary deputy hall master whose strength was insufficient.

A month had passed. No matter how poor Martial Soul Hall's administrative system was, it was time to send over a new hall master.

This letter was precisely to inform Qian Mo that the hall master would assume office the day after tomorrow and that he should prepare for the handover.

Yet Qian Mo felt no dissatisfaction at having his authority taken away. If anything, he smiled instead.

After all, what was there to fight over in a tiny place like this?

What Qian Mo wanted was the entire Martial Soul Hall!

The sooner he could throw off such trivial matters, the better.

Three days later—

The truth proved that smiles could be transferred.

As he watched Ye Lulu stroll into the office with a broad grin and boldly announce that she was the hall master, Qian Mo's smile gradually vanished, and a sense of foreboding rose within him.

The next day—

Looking at the familiar stack of files before him, Qian Mo let out a sigh.

"I knew that woman Ye Lulu couldn't be relied on. She used to be the captain of an enforcement squad, spending all day fighting and killing. How could she possibly have the brains to handle all this official business?"

Just then, Ye Lulu came over with a somewhat silly grin on her face. She handed Qian Mo some pastries and thoughtfully poured him a cup of fragrant tea as she said,

"Hehe, I'll have to trouble you, little Qian Mo. You know I'm not good at handling this stuff, so I'll have to trouble you a lot."

Qian Mo gave Ye Lulu a helpless glance.

What else could he do?

Naturally, he kept working.

After all, their relationship was what it was, and he owed Ye Lulu's family a huge favor over what happened before. There was no reason not to help her with such a small matter.

Qian Mo looked at the tea. The brew was clear, and there probably were no computer parts mixed into it, so he took a light sip.

At the same time, Qian Mo's mind turned.

There was no way he could keep handling official documents forever, so Qian Mo quickly came up with a solution.

Hire someone.

After handling them for so many days, Qian Mo had already determined the difficulty of these documents.

They were really just trivial financial matters and correspondence with the branch halls below.

There was nothing important beyond that, so these routine duties could be handled by training a subordinate. He did not need to do them personally all the time.

The reason Qian Mo had not done so before was simply because there had been no need. He knew he was only temporary.

Though that was what he said.

But everyone knew the average intelligence level on Douluo Continent. Although these official duties were simple, Qian Mo still spent more than ten days training one of his subordinates to take them over.

However, since it was extra work, Qian Mo, being a conscientious boss, also gave him a raise.

Well, Ye Lulu paid for it.

After all, this had been her responsibility in the first place. Qian Mo was already being very conscientious by not charging a training fee.

It was worth mentioning that the subordinate had initially not wanted the money. In this feudal era, apprentices and disciples usually had to pay their masters. How could there be any reason for him to accept money from Qian Mo?

To that, Qian Mo simply said,

"If you put in effort, you should get results. You did the work, so it's only right that I pay you. Stop refusing.

"Otherwise, if we stop paying all of you in the future and make you work for Martial Soul Hall for free, would you be willing?"

The moment he said that, Qian Mo instantly won the argument and earned the respect of everyone in Golden Ear Martial Soul Hall.

As well as Ye Lulu's starry-eyed gaze.

After finishing all that, Qian Mo once again donned his familiar short cloak and prepared to head to the commoners' district to continue walking his path.

After walking for a while, Qian Mo stood silently in place, then turned around helplessly.

"So, Sister Lulu, why are you following me? I already solved your official business problem, but don't you need to cultivate?"

Ye Lulu, who had not even tried to hide herself as she secretly followed behind Qian Mo, scratched her head and replied,

"My mother said I should stay by your side more often and take care of you. I was worried it wasn't safe for you to walk around outside alone, so I followed you~"