The golden light faded, revealing Yang Chan standing gracefully beside the pool.
Chen Wei's immortal body froze in place. For a moment, he had no idea what to say.
A pleasant surprise?
More like a fright!
After returning to the Heavenly Court, Yang Chan had announced that she was going home to make tangyuan. Who would have thought she had come to the Clear Pool to eavesdrop instead?
Relief washed through Chen Wei. Had he felt even the slightest urge to retreat during Taibai Jinxing's interrogation, or stumbled over his words and said so much as half a word wrong, there would have been no salvaging this situation.
If Yang Chan had heard him shrinking back in fear, she would surely have been hurt.
Fortunately, Chen Wei had always had a stiff spine and a keen sense of measure. His righteous declaration earlier had hit the mark by a lucky fluke, earning him a perfect score.
Seeing this, Taibai Jinxing stroked his beard and chuckled, stepping in to smooth things over. "Qingquan, don't look so stunned. The Third Holy Mother was only worried about you. As they say, concern breeds confusion. You had barely escorted that demonic evil back to the Heavenly Prison before this girl rushed straight to the Clear Pool, frantically apologizing to this old man. She said you had acted rashly while on duty in the Mortal Realm and stirred up an enormous disaster, and begged me to step in and cover your back."
"Star Lord!"
Yang Chan protested coyly, then wheedled, "It wasn't nearly as bad as you make it sound. I was merely afraid that Qingquan, having only just taken charge of the Censorate, might act too rigidly and damage the harmony among his colleagues."
She had phrased it delicately.
In truth, she had come