If he could turn back time, Teng Xiao would never have set foot in the Divination Commission's Library today.
Why the hell was this Killing God in the Library?!
He hadn't even spoken to Diviner Xiao Lin about transferring him yet!
Teng Xiao watched helplessly as Xianyu headed to the break room, his brain overloading as he struggled to find something to say.
He wanted to stop Diviner Xiao Lin from ordering Xianyu around, but he was afraid that making it too obvious would only disturb this Killing God's peaceful life.
Teng Xiao felt sweat pouring down his back, and cold sweat kept beading on his forehead.
Over the past few days, he had read plenty of Dossiers about the man and learned that the Former Marshal had possessed an almost pathological desire to control the Xianzhou.
That esteemed figure had been frighteningly cunning and suspicious by nature, yet his subordinates had spoken remarkably highly of him.
Teng Xiao couldn't make sense of those contradictory descriptions.
After much deliberation, he decided to go along with Xianyu's wishes and treat him as an ordinary Diviner.
Beside him, Xiao Lin, entirely unaware of what was going through his superior's mind, was urging the Diviners to make room for the general.
Stiff all over, Teng Xiao sat in the space the Diviners had cleared for him. This felt less like inspecting his subordinates' work and more like being tortured.
Teng Xiao wailed inwardly.
Marshal, when are you going to get me out of here? Or you could take that esteemed gentleman away instead...
Unable to rein in his thoughts, he began recalling the outrageous rumors about the Former Marshal.
Like stabbing a subordinate he was close to to death...
Or chasing down the Emanators of "The Plagues Author" and insisting on capturing every