The Duty Star Official felt as if the sky had gone dark, without a glimmer of light in sight. This hole they had dug for him was a little too ruthless.
Looking at Li Tingyu acting like a little adult, he felt his gallbladder practically burst. Throw his weight around? That was out of the question. None of these brats came from simple families. A sweep of his eyes told him everything: there were children from King Li's family, the Four Heavenly Kings' families, the Eight Immortals, Chanjiao, and even more from Jiejiao. Damn it, the key was that all their elders held important positions. How was he supposed to handle this?
Their official ranks were no lower than his. He was not afraid of them, since they were only children, but if such a large group joined forces, his future days would be rough. Under normal circumstances, a few sarcastic remarks whenever they met would be the least of it. If their elders were especially protective, they might trip him up every day and even impeach him in court. Just thinking about it was damn stifling.
He was indeed one of the Jade Emperor's trusted aides, but there were simply too many of them. Settling scores after the fact was common enough. If he made even the slightest misstep in the future, forget asking people to put in a good word for him—they would probably kick him while he was down.
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. Where was the promised boundless Merit? Natural Daoist, you were sinister. Before I even saw any benefits, you dumped a group problem on me! If this were the modern world, losing his official post would be the least of his worries.
Under the Heavenly Court's rigidly hierarchical system,