The Inner Hall of the Martial Virtue Star Lord's Residence.
Wude hurled a secret dossier onto his desk, his expression dark and uncertain. The spy he had just planted in Tongming Hall had sent back confirmation: the Discipline Inspection Court had begun investigating his background, both openly and in secret.
"Hmph!"
"Does this lord look like a soft persimmon to you?"
Wude slammed his palm onto the desk, making the White Jade Incense Burner buzz. "After squeezing the young one, they want to squeeze the old one! Are they qualified?"
So he said.
But now that Chen Wei had truly set his sights on him, Wude felt somewhat uneasy.
That brat was deeply calculating, vicious and ruthless when he struck. Now he was also the Great Heavenly Venerable's favored immortal, enjoying unrivaled prominence. If they tore away all pretense and clashed head-on, Wude might not come out ahead.
What was more, Southern Dipper and Big Dipper had both sent word in secret, advising him to avoid the enemy's sharp edge for the time being.
There was nothing he could do.
Wude could only stew alone.
Just then, Registrar Lu Siji strode into the Inner Hall, bowed, and reported, "Star Lord, everything at the Heavenly Prison has been arranged. The young master hasn't suffered the slightest mistreatment, and his mood has improved considerably."
Wude nodded listlessly, without even lifting his eyelids.
Reading his expression, Lu Siji's eyes darted about, and he edged half a step closer. "Rest easy, Star Lord. The young master is merely lying low for a while. Oh, and regarding the Mortal Realm..."
"Enough!"
Wude's gaze sharpened, and he raised a hand to cut him off.
He sat upright, studying Lu Siji's face several times before softening his tone. "Lord Lu, how long have you served in my