Sure enough, the moment he opened WeChat, Big Chef found a flood of messages. He was popular in the Mortal Realm, but in the Heavenly Court, everywhere he went was thrown into utter chaos. He was definitely more terrifying than a category-ten typhoon, and ten times more popular than he was in the Mortal Realm.
Unfortunately, he could only read most of these messages, but the Daily Duty Star Officer's message had something distinctly strange about it.
"It's over, it's over! Something's gone wrong in the Endless Sea. I'm in big trouble now!"
It's over, it's over! More trouble, which means it's time to make money! Qin Fen was delighted. "Is it really right to build my happiness on someone else's distress?" he couldn't help asking himself, though his hands moved at lightning speed.
"Don't be afraid if you're in trouble. I'm a living **!"
That sentence landed like a bomb dropped into the water. The Daily Duty Star Officer, hurrying back from the East Sea, froze.
With a whoosh, the cloud beneath his feet vanished, and he fell straight out of the sky.
Watching through the video call, Qin Fen didn't even feel like saying "What the fuck?" Was that really necessary? "It's been days since we last met, but it feels like years! Who knew you'd get so excited just hearing my voice, Star Lord? Don't get too happy. It's not as though we haven't seen each other in years. We know each other so well-if you're in trouble, just say so!"
You can fucking drop dead! The Daily Duty Star Officer trembled to his core. Days since we last met, my ass. Like hell I believe you! "Greetings, Your Majesty Dongwang Gong. No, no trouble at all!" *Haven't you screwed me over enough? Do you think I'm