Chen Wei put away the Jade Slip and looked Han Li up and down.
This Heavenly General looked utterly unremarkable; throw him into the Heavenly Court and you would never pick him out again. Yet Chen Wei saw at a glance the caution in his eyes. The lad truly had potential.
Under the High Immortal's stare, Han Li's heart pounded like a drum, and he groaned inwardly.
Could it be...?
Was this where my immortal destiny ended?
With the poorest mixed spiritual root, Han Li had endured countless hardships and struggled for thousands of years before becoming a Heavenly Immortal. He had finally donned a Heavenly General's armor and won glory for his ancestors. All he had wanted was to steadily accumulate a few tens of thousands of years of seniority. Who could have imagined that merely delivering an urgent military report today would lead him to stumble upon such an embarrassing scene!
In the Heavenly Court, stumbling upon a High Immortal's secrets was a shortcut to descending to the Mortal Realm to undergo tribulations.
Han Li's mind raced. Once he saw his way through, he abandoned all pretense of immortal dignity, conjured a bulging Storage Bag, and raised it above his head with both hands. "My lord! Just now, this humble servant merely happened to be passing by. A gust of wind got in my eyes. I saw nothing and heard nothing..."
"Put that away!"
Chen Wei did not accept it. Instead, he put on a stern face and sharply reprimanded him. "What sort of conduct is this! I have repeatedly issued orders to enforce discipline and stamp out under-the-table dealings! As a Demon-Suppressing Heavenly General, how dare you flout those orders? Never do this again!"
Han Li shuddered all over and wanted to slap himself.
*I panicked myself