Meanwhile, inside Tianshu Hall on Heavenly Jade Island.
Sun Wudi sat in the seat of honor, his brows twisted into a knot.
He listened to the Foundation Establishment stewards below him talking over one another, buzzing like flies that would never stop;
they droned on about all the difficulties involved in transferring personnel between the various halls and islands.
Their petty chatter made Sun Wudi's temples throb and his head ache.
He looked outside the hall. Leaden clouds hung low, the sky was terribly gloomy, and the atmosphere felt somewhat oppressive.
Sun Wudi grew even more frustrated, as though a fire were blazing in his chest.
Smack!
He slammed his hand onto the desk, sending the stack of documents and jade slips clattering across the floor.
"Enough of your endless prattle! When I tell you to do something, do it! What's all this nonsense for? Are you itching for a beating?"
Sun Wudi's eyes widened in fury, a fierce light shooting from them.
The Foundation Establishment stewards trembled at this sudden outburst. Their faces turned deathly pale, and they fell silent as cicadas in winter, not daring even to breathe loudly.
Sun Wudi waved impatiently and barked, "All of you, leave! Get out! Stop being an eyesore! Go, go, go!"
Once everyone had withdrawn as though granted a pardon, Sun Wudi stood alone in the hall, his brows still tightly furrowed, somewhat puzzled.
Lately, he had kept feeling that the atmosphere on the island was rather strange.
The Battle Hall disciples still obeyed his every word.
Yet the other halls on Heavenly Jade Island seemed somewhat resistant to his orders as Deputy Hall Vice Lord, no longer as obedient as before.
Sun Wudi had never been someone with the patience to handle mundane affairs.
Free-spirited by nature, he yearned for