The Star of Literary Excellence had been feeling rather pleased lately.
Ever since Lian Zhen Star had become a pinch of ash, he had truly come into his own. He had rightfully taken over the government office's authority over document allocation, and, while he was at it, transferred all seventy-two of Lian Zhen Star's territories with the most flourishing incense offerings into his own name.
Power rested firmly in his hands.
His star blazed like the sun at noon.
Which immortal official in this government office did not possess a heart with seven exquisitely discerning chambers?
Seeing that the Star of Literary Excellence had become the immortal most valued by the two Star Lords, Southern Dipper and Big Dipper, with a prominence none could rival, everyone understood which way the wind would blow next.
Lian Zhen Star?
Never knew him.
The sky over the Lunar Mansions Government Office now belonged to the Star of Literary Excellence.
How could they build a good relationship with this newly risen wielder of real power?
Simple.
The Star of Literary Excellence cared most about his dignity and loved hearing flattering words.
Two days earlier, two registrars had merely happened to praise his well-fitting official robes and composed gait in the corridor. The very next day, they had been promoted to lucrative posts.
Once word spread, every immortal official in the office turned red-eyed with envy. Each strained every nerve to devise fresh, elaborate phrases, just waiting for a chance to shower them on the Star of Literary Excellence.
And now, that chance had arrived.
Inside the signing chamber.
The Star of Literary Excellence stood before a long sandalwood desk, holding a jade-handled Immortal Brush and sweeping ink across the paper. Immortal officials of every rank in the Lunar Mansions Government Office crowded around him,