The God of Wealth had indeed been goaded into a blazing rage by Southern Dipper and Bei, itching to go straight over and have it out with Chen Wei.
But anyone who rose to become the chief official of a department in the Heavenly Court never had a brain that was merely decorative.
Impulse was one thing; putting on a show was another.
Charge into the Discipline Inspection Court single-handedly?
That was what a reckless brute did!
When departments in the Heavenly Court tangled and argued, what mattered was the lineup, and what counted was the momentum. If he was going to demand an explanation, he had to put the Finance Department's full prestige on display.
The God of Wealth did not ride his auspicious cloud straight to the Censorate. Instead, he took a detour back to the Finance Department's rear offices and rang the Gathering Immortals Bell.
In no time at all.
The Finance Department's other four heavyweights gathered in the main hall.
True Lord Yiling, True Lord Hanyuan, True Lord Zhaoning, and True Lord Jingning.
Together with the God of Wealth himself, they were the Five Route Gods of Wealth, renowned throughout the Three Realms.
In principle, the Five Route Gods of Wealth held equal immortal ranks in the Heavenly Court, each an orthodox deity governing the fortunes of a particular domain. But rules had always bowed to actual power. The God of Wealth himself held the Finance Department's great seal and presided over its main office year-round, overseeing its daily affairs.
In practical standing and influence, he stood half a rung above the other four true lords.
Inside the main hall,
The God of Wealth, his face dark, recounted how the Censorate had come over without so much as a word of advance notice.
True Lords Hanyuan,