Cloud-Dream Palace.
The grand halls stretched on without end.
White jade steps led straight up into Gao Heaven.
Lord Ji hurried here, climbing the steps. Only when he saw the guard standing at the entrance to the hall did he slow his pace slightly.
He took a deep breath, put away all his thoughts, and walked over at an unhurried pace as though nothing had happened.
Noticing his arrival, the burly armored figure holding a sharp weapon slightly raised his eyelids and said indifferently, "Ji Bochang, the Palace Lord has been in a poor mood lately. If you've come at a time like this, you'd better be bringing good news..."
"..."
Hearing this, Ji Bochang's steps faltered.
Then, without changing expression, he said, "Thank you for your concern, General Black Abyss. Since I have come, I naturally bring good news."
But the instant his words fell, the burly figure gave an utterly undisguised snort of contempt.
"You..."
Ji Bochang glared furiously at him.
What kind of person was this?
They were both in the Painting Realm. He toiled away outside, while this fellow was merely a gatekeeper, yet he put on such airs, as though he were the only one truly loyal to his master.
But now was clearly not the time to tangle with this sarcastic bastard.
He sheepishly withdrew his gaze, flicked his sleeve, and strode deeper into the palace along the white jade steps without looking back.
Only when the most magnificent hall entered his sight did Ji Bochang stop.
The calm expression he had been feigning completely collapsed at that moment.
He had not felt anything wrong on the way here.
But after that sarcastic bastard's remarks, his thoughts had begun to churn like seven buckets rising and eight buckets falling.
What status did the Little