Mynah Meow-Meow! Unbeatable Trash Talk

As a close aide to the Jade Emperor, the officer on duty had met Big Chef before, but he dared not invite trouble now. No one in Heavenly Court could mention the words "Daoist Nature" without setting the Jade Emperor off.

"I wasn't finished. What's got you so worked up?" Qin Fen understood. He had been planning to keep a low profile in Heavenly Court lately, too. But he couldn't resist gossip. Once his habit of sticking his nose into things kicked in, it was hard to rein back.

"Nothing. What could be wrong? Daoist Nature, I have something to do, so I'll leave you to it. Goodbye!" The officer could only smile bitterly. He knew this man was impossible to shake. With Qin Fen's cultivation, even Zhen Yuanzi treated him with respect. He didn't even defer to the Jade Emperor. What did he have to rely on? Strength, of course. If you couldn't afford to provoke someone like that, you stayed out of his way.

But just as he tried to leave, a voice suddenly piped up beside him. "He had to kneel on the washboard yesterday! Kneel on the washboard!"

Qin Fen froze. The conversation had suddenly switched to discussion mode. That was new, and surprisingly user-friendly. Was this the brand-new experience the Heavenly Court team had promised?

But he had no time to think about it. That bizarre remark had stopped him cold.

Kneel on a washboard? Which washboard did immortals use to do laundry? You're not making this up, are you?

"Bullshit! Who knelt on a washboard? We don't even have one at home!" the officer cursed.

"Then why's your face red?" the strange voice asked again.

"Because you're making me angry!"

"That doesn't add up. How could I make you angry? You've got a guilty