Ma Bide was so moved that his eyes reddened slightly. Words could scarcely describe the excitement in his heart.
When he had been cultivating painstakingly in the Mortal Realm, the older generation had always liked to frighten the youngsters, saying that the Heavenly Court's rules were strict, and an official one rank higher could crush an immortal beneath him.
Now it seemed that the Heavenly Court was full of good immortals after all.
Just look: he was a Loose Immortal without any backing who had only just ascended, yet the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals at the South Heaven Gate had treated him courteously all the way. Once he reached the Censorate, even the Government Office's highest Chief Official had personally bestowed a name on him, asked after his well-being, and excused him from kneeling.
Who said it was hard to get by in the Heavenly Court?
Wasn't it easy enough?
It was simply the warmest family in the Three Realms!
Ma Bide straightened his back and secretly vowed that he would brave boiling water and raging fire for Lord Chen, giving his all until his dying breath.
Just then, Pang Long, Xiao Yan, Chu Feng, Han Li, and the other trusted subordinates pushed the door open and entered, their expressions grave. Clearly, they were about to hold a closed-door meeting to discuss the thorny karma between the Twenty-Eight Lunar Mansions and the Finance Department, a matter they had just taken over.
At the sight of this gathering, Ma Muzhi immediately understood. He frantically shot Ma Bide meaningful looks, signaling him to leave at once.
This was confidential Government Office business. How could a minor immortal official stand around here listening in?
Ma Bide snapped awake as though from a dream. He shrank his neck in fright and hurriedly bowed, preparing