The smile on Chu Xingchen's face deepened as he stepped forward.
"I never thought our great disciple Li wanted to be Sect Leader so badly. In that case, there's no need for your junior brothers and sisters to vote. As your master, I've decided: you'll be Sect Leader from now on, and I'll be Grand Elder."
"That'll conveniently fill our sect's vacant Grand Elder position."
Li Yingling promptly rose to her feet at his words, a look of disdain on her face.
"In your dreams, Master! I'm not becoming Sect Leader. I'd end up cleaning up after you every day. There are so many people in the sect-manage them yourself."
"Now you know how tiring it is to be Sect Leader, don't you?" Chu Xingchen asked with a smile. "You used to accuse me of slacking off every single day."
"Didn't you?" Li Yingling picked up the teapot on the table and deftly poured a cup for Chu Xingchen, who had taken the seat of honor.
Although the sect had little official business... or rather, under normal circumstances, it had practically none.
There were naturally still some purchases to make. Back when they were in Yuzhou City, growing and tending spirit plants, as well as procuring certain consumables, had also counted as official business.
What little official business there was, Chu Xingchen and Li Yingling generally took care of together while chatting.
Naturally, those chats usually concerned what extra things they should buy.
Whenever Chu Xingchen agreed to let her buy some trinkets, Li Yingling would beam and praise her master's wisdom before pouring him a cup of tea.
Back then, Li Yingling had thought her master had an easy time as Sect Leader. Aside from waving his hand and approving purchase after purchase, he hardly did anything else.
But