In the Heavenly Court, joys and sorrows were not shared.
One immortal's feelings had always been utterly different from another's.
For instance, Chen Wei was very comfortable. As for how comfortable, don't ask. Ask, and the answer was red smoke filling the room, sweet fragrance greeting the nose.
His polar opposite was the Martial Virtue Star Lord.
He was thoroughly depressed.
There was no hiding the matter of the dog-hole service window at the military affairs office. The Heavenly Court was only so large, and its inner circle consisted of only so many immortals. In less than half a day, word had spread through every major department.
It was not merely embarrassing.
The Great Heavenly Venerable's remark about implementing it in every office throughout the Heavenly Court had practically put Wude over a fire to roast. Now, the chief officials of every department looked at the Martial Virtue Star Lord with wariness in their eyes.
Everyone feared that the Great Heavenly Venerable would truly issue a decree ordering all their offices to undergo the same renovations.
Wude felt so stifled that panic welled in his chest.
He picked up the Voice Transmission Jade Talisman on his desk, hoping to find a colleague to drown his sorrows with and discuss a countermeasure. Naturally, the first person he thought of was his brother, the Fire Virtue Star Lord.
He infused it with magic power, and the Jade Talisman lit up.
"Old Fire."
"There isn't much going on at the office today. Come over to my residence for a few drinks? I still have a jar of three-thousand-year-old Jade Nectar."
The other end of the talisman remained silent for three full breaths.
Then came the Fire Virtue Star Lord's somewhat muffled voice. "Oh dear, Old Wu, what unfortunate timing. The Fire Department has