The Jade Emperor hadn't seen it, but Thousand-Mile Eye's eyesight was at least a hundred times sharper, so naturally he could. Above Matchmaker Yue's residence, the white-haired, white-bearded Matchmaker Yue wore a ferocious expression as he kept shooting skyward like a launched rocket.
No one knew what he wanted to do, and few people were paying attention to him just then.
Everyone had been stunned by Lord Lao's unexpected declaration. They had heard the rumors too: speculation over the next principal had been running rampant lately. Needless to say, the Confucian School had already begun drumming up support, and plenty of people favored Wenqu as well. He was the top scholar! Serving as a principal and teaching was exactly his specialty.
Unfortunately, the mere mention of Matchmaker Yue blew all those expectations away, leaving nothing but astonishment. Heated discussions broke out across the Heavenly Court. Lord Lao's argument wasn't without merit, but deep down, everyone still preferred Wenqu. After all, his divine office was that of the top scholar; he was inherently a man of learning. Wasn't that precisely the kind of talent a school needed?
Yet Lord Lao's words were clear and well reasoned. Matchmaker Yue had indeed contributed a great deal to the Academy and had unique insights into its development. As the saying went, leaders didn't need to do the work themselves; they only needed to employ the right people. Putting the best talent where it mattered most was what a leader ought to do.
Thinking of it that way left everyone torn. Should they accept it or not? If not, they would have to petition the Jade Emperor.
The Jade Emperor was waiting for that very moment. This was exactly the effect he wanted.
Confucius's expression darkened, then softened again. He spoke gently. "There's no need