Martial Virtue Star Lord turned around and sized up Chen Wei.
Before the Morning Court Assembly began, the Immortal Officials under the Star Lord's Residence had already dug through the young man's entire background. No matter how thoroughly they investigated, all they found was mediocre cultivation and shallow roots. His rise to his current lofty position had depended entirely on his skill at licking boots.
Somehow, through means that could not bear the light of day, he had gained access to Third Holy Mother Yang Chan.
The secret to Chen Wei's advancement.
His meteoric rise had been sheer luck. Such a man was hardly worth worrying about.
"He does have a handsome face. Nothing else to recommend him, though." Martial Virtue Star Lord glanced at Chen Wei and immediately lost interest.
In his estimation, Yang Chan must have taken a passing fancy to that handsome face and forced him into Tongming Hall to fill a position.
But was the Heavenly Court some ordinary place?
Without genuine talent and ability, no one could gain a foothold here.
Countless yuanhui had passed in Lingxiao Palace. Crop after crop of astonishingly gifted young immortals had come, yet those who ultimately stood firmly in the hall were all seasoned veterans who had weathered a hundred battles, were they not?
A mere Little Golden Immortal who had risen through personal connections would reveal his true colors after the slightest squeeze.
Below the imperial throne, Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole lowered his gaze, likewise studying Chen Wei closely.
After a moment, Great Emperor Ziwei spoke slowly. "Chief Chen, do you have any objection to Martial Virtue Star Lord's words?"
The assembled immortals immediately pricked up their ears, ready to enjoy the show.
Any ordinary young Immortal Official, publicly accused to his face of lacking