What a picture of harmony between sovereign and minister this was!
He did no proper work, merely coasted through his days, yet held a high position and led everyone beneath him in coasting along too.
When the upper beam was crooked, the lower beams would warp-and he was Wen Zhong's martial uncle, to boot.
Would you really have the nerve to drive Luo Xuan away, Wen Zhong?
What a talent!
This made Zi Shou trust Luo Xuan even more.
Here was a rare talent who needed no training after recruitment. It made sense, really. Holed up on Fire Dragon Island, cultivating in seclusion, how much could Luo Xuan know about mortal government?
Like the Three Xiao Sisters, he could not even handle ordinary social interactions, let alone manage subordinates and lead a team.
Before stepping things up, however, Zi Shou still needed to observe him a little more carefully.
With Zi Shou clasping his hand, Luo Xuan was utterly bewildered.
Suddenly, Zi Shou felt reluctant to let go. It was so warm beside Luo Xuan, and holding his hand was like holding a hand warmer. In the depths of winter, it felt wonderful.
He truly lived up to the title of Flame Immortal-a walking, human-shaped stove.
Zi Shou edged a few steps closer.
Luo Xuan hurriedly said, "Your subject Luo Xuan pays his respects to Your Majesty. What brings Your Majesty here?"
"Ah, ah!" Zi Shou reluctantly released his hand warmer. "With nothing to do, I was taking a stroll and happened to come here. While I'm here, Minister Luo, have you settled in well?"
"I..."
Luo Xuan fell silent for a moment, unsure what to say.
When he first entered court as an official, he had held mortal dynasties in utter contempt.
Had there been no merit to earn,