The Lunar Mansions Government Office's assembly for self-inspection, self-reflection, and self-study came to a successful close.
Before Lian Zhen Star's true spirit tablet lay piles of heartfelt words from the Star Lords.
South Dipper Star Lord was thoroughly satisfied, especially with Star of Literary Excellence. With him, he could not have been more pleased.
"At today's assembly, all our colleagues reflected deeply on their failings."
"You may all leave. Once you return, make sure you put this into practice in your departments' case files."
"We respectfully obey your Imperial Decree, Star Lord." The stellar officials all cupped their hands.
"Oh, one more thing." South Dipper Star Lord abruptly changed tack, his tone casual. "Wenqu, stay behind a moment. Big Dipper Star Lord and I still have a few minor office matters to discuss with you."
Those words brought a subtle shift in the atmosphere.
What was this called?
This was called keeping someone behind in front of everyone, called extending goodwill.
What was the current situation at the Lunar Mansions Government Office?
Lian Zhen Star had just met with disaster. He had been the office's undisputed third-in-command, a powerful figure who controlled vast territories of incense offerings in the Mortal Realm. With his departure, a power vacuum had opened up.
And after all the trouble the Censorate had stirred up, the office had more matters on its hands than ever.
Anyone who distinguished himself at this critical juncture and received a weighty responsibility from the High Immortals would soar straight up the ranks, standing below only Southern Dipper and Big Dipper!
The Star Lords exchanged looks, their little mental abacuses clacking furiously.
Could Star of Literary Excellence be about to hit the big time?
*This fellow was the quickest to react in the main hall today, forcing Lian Zhen to