Tongming Hall, the Left Commissioner’s Office.
Li Yin lifted his teacup, skimmed the foam aside, and took a shallow sip. The warm tea turned into a wisp of spiritual energy and spread through every limb and bone.
But the comfort in his heart was a hundred times greater than that of the hot tea.
"Move you to another position..." Li Yin set down his cup, turning Taibai Jinxing's words over and over.
The more he savored them, the more an irrepressible sweetness welled up.
He was currently the Left Commissioner of Tongming Hall. If he was to move from this position, where else could he go?
A demotion?
Impossible!
The Star Lord had just entrusted him with presiding over the trial of Spirit Mountain's Three Demons, an important assignment that would put him firmly in the limelight. That was a mark of complete trust.
A lateral transfer?
He could count the positions with real authority equal to the Left Commissioner of Tongming Hall on one hand. There was no need to go to such lengths.
There was only one answer: upward.
"Could the Star Lord be planning to..." Li Yin's eyes gradually brightened, the ambition in their depths impossible to conceal.
Actually, on his way back just now, a flicker of doubt had crossed his mind. Could the Star Lord's words have been a warning?
Could the affair with Zhao Dakang have left a thorn in the Star Lord's heart, prompting him to slaughter the donkey once it had finished turning the millstone?
But he snuffed out the thought the moment it surfaced.
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
How many years had he served at Taibai Jinxing's side?
Even without great achievements, he had put in years of hard work. They might ostensibly be superior and subordinate, but they had long since