Ma Muzhi had barely finished speaking.
A chill ran down Pang Long's spine. He suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly recited the Pure Heart Mantra in silence, forcibly strangling the greed in his heart.
He had nearly lost his life!
He had almost fallen prey to a heart demon!
With the seal resting in his palm, how could the High Immortal truly be offering to share his authority?
He was clearly warning his trusted subordinates and testing their loyalty!
Their ranks had grown, and they had just received a Jade Slip from Tusita Palace. With their prestige at its peak, the Chief Official naturally had to check whose skull hid the bone of a traitor.
Old Ma really did see things clearly. He had spotted their superior's test at a glance and declared his position first, cutting off every avenue of retreat.
Secretly ashamed, Pang Long hurriedly gave his Feather Fan two vigorous strokes. Under cover of the breeze, two streams of magic power shot toward Xiao Yan and Chu Feng beside him, who were still looking down and dreaming of promotion.
The two minor immortals shuddered and came to their senses.
Pang Long cast them a sidelong glance, silently conveying a warning: Stop dreaming and wake up! His Lordship used to hold a low rank, so he could stir his ladle in the same pot as the rest of us and call us brothers. Now he holds several offices, with formidable authority in his hands and countless immortals watching him from within and without. Things are no longer what they were.
Chen Wei was still the lord they had always known, but the Immortal Officials under him had to be loyal and know the rules.
Once he understood this, Pang Long immediately followed Ma Muzhi's lead. He stepped