The handover at the head of the Naihe Bridge had barely finished before Chen Wei left, without lingering even a moment.
He did not stay to exchange pleasantries with the Netherworld's mighty figures, nor did he intend to stop at the Emerald Cloud Palace for tea. He hurried straight back to the Heavenly Court.
It was not because of any urgent official business.
Rather, during the handover, the Voice Transmission Jade Talisman hidden in his sleeve had vibrated.
The message had come from his wife, Yang Chan.
The message in the Jade Talisman was brief, without a single wasted word. Its entire point was this: Chen Xiang was making trouble at home again, and his father had to return immediately to administer some family discipline.
As an official in the Heavenly Court, Chen Wei could scheme against the Heavenly Hosts of Gods and Buddhas.
But at home, faced with a little brat bursting with excess energy, even the most imposing official authority was useless.
So he left without hesitation.
Once Chen Wei was gone, the atmosphere on the Naihe Bridge grew rather delicate.
The Star of Literary Excellence had already fallen into a deep sleep. This was a necessary step in stripping away his immortal body before reincarnation. At that moment, he was like an insensible block of wood, waiting to be sent into the Reincarnation Pool.
Escorting the Star Lord to reincarnation.
Now that was a difficult assignment.
Not because the road was hard to travel, but because the karma involved was far too weighty. When a Star Lord who governed literary fortune descended to undergo trials, whoever handled him or saw him off would mingle their own aura with that karma.
If anything went wrong for the Star Lord in the Mortal Realm, it would become a