This series of announcements represented the Heavenly Dao's attitude and position. The Heavenly Dao was utterly impartial and selfless; personal favors meant nothing to it. Big Chef really had blundered into something incredible: rebuilding the six paths of reincarnation. He still couldn't figure out what that had to do with a nightclub!
He was still completely stunned, holding his phone without knowing what to do. He didn't dare look at the group chat or the congratulatory messages from people he knew. It was too distressing.
But his refusal to look didn't stop other people from sending messages. "Bro, you're a badass! Now you've got connections in the Underworld too. Our East Bull KTV couldn't fail to hit it big now even if we tried!"
Right, right. Qin Fen didn't know what to say. His only weakness was gone. Following Natural Daoist, Dong Re had stepped into the spotlight.
Being established as an Imperial Lord meant his second alternate identity now had proper status too. No random nobody could mess with him, but it also meant he had responsibilities.
The thought of working in the Underworld made Qin Fen want to puke. This was nothing like the cushy posts of Dongwang Gong and the Solar Star Lord. It was busy work. Big Chef, who had no experience working in local administration, wanted to cry but had no tears. "Fuck, how am I supposed to deal with this?"
Qin Fen lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. "Looks like I'll have to find a chance to get Ksitigarbha back there. Otherwise, how am I supposed to have a life?" Big Chef made up his mind. He would hand all the work over to Ksitigarbha, and all he had to do was pop out occasionally and give a speech to remind everyone