After that lecture, Feng Dema was thoroughly deflated. He meekly lowered his head and no longer dared mention going to the square to find a wife.
Seeing him like that, Wen Ning still felt uneasy and patiently hammered the warning home.
"Feng Dema, I'm telling you this one last time."
"Stay put and work at the Misfortune Department. Do your job properly. No more running around the Heavenly Court causing trouble, and no harassing the immortals."
"If you pull one more stunt, don't expect me to protect you. That official Heavenly Court position you just got can disappear in an instant."
Feng Dema nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at grain.
"I understand, big brother! I won't do it again! I'll work hard!"
Watching Feng Dema's behavior, Broom Star felt reassured for the moment and waved him off.
"All right, all right. As long as you understand. Hurry along and get to work."
Once the dejected Feng Dema had been sent away, peace finally returned to the Misfortune Department.
Wen Ning couldn't be bothered to linger. He said goodbye to Broom Star, then vanished in a flash, returning straight to the Bathhouse in the Mortal Realm.
Wen Ning walked over to the cabinet in his room and took out the black box containing the Imperial Seal of China.
But the instant he opened the box, something unexpected happened.
Hum!
A violent tremor suddenly erupted against his chest!
Wen Ning immediately took out the Jade Emperor's Golden Register, which he kept close to his body.
But the moment he held the register in his palm, a strange sight unfolded.
The Jade Emperor's Golden Register rose straight into the air and hovered there.
The Imperial Seal of China, which had lain dormant for a thousand years and carried humanity's fortune, slowly rose