Qin Fen was furious. You came up with that lousy idea? Do you know what this is called? Making things difficult for the public, damn it! Don't you know there are administrative service centers now? Yet you're still making people report level by level. Isn't that just increasing the burden?
The thought that his plan might be shelved, and in such a disgusting way, made his anger boil over. Big Chef was a newcomer to the Heavenly Court. Let alone the Three Pure Ones, many immortals did not even know him. How could he have ever met Primordial Lord, who had always stayed in the Outer Thirty-Three Heavens? Qin Fen had no impression of him at all. The moment he arrived, before he had even taken in his surroundings, he heard those words and immediately started cursing.
"Who the hell are you?" His words were harsh, exceptionally harsh, complete with insults involving female relatives. Qin Fen's voice was loud, and before he realized he had crossed over, he had already vented his rage.
His voice echoed softly through the area. The immortals of the Heavenly Court stared blankly at the figure in the center. He had cursed. He had actually cursed. And who had he cursed? Holy shit, Primordial Lord.
"No way?"
"Yes! I just never thought anyone would dare do that. Today is way too damn exciting! Not only did Buddhism and Daoism nearly tear each other apart, someone is now trying to tear things up with Primordial Lord too!"
"How badass do you have to be to pull that off?"
The immortals of the Heavenly Court blinked as they finally got a clear look. They were no strangers to Qin Fen's figure. He had only caused havoc in the Heavenly Prison not long ago. The instant he appeared,