The Flame Emperor had always shown concern for Luo Yunyang and practically treated him like a grandson.
Even though Luo Yunyang's current ranking on the Sky List exceeded the Flame Emperor's, the older man's concern was still the same.
When the Flame Emperor ran over anxiously to ask this, Luo Yunyang replied thoughtlessly, "One should constantly strive to make progress. If a tasty pie falls on my head, why shouldn't I gobble it up on the spot?"
"You little brat! Can't you be more serious? If a pie falls from the sky, there might be a trap lying in wait! Do you know what sort of post the Blood Strike Guard Commissar holds? They are a big shot among the Eight Armies and Three Guards. If it were a good position, do you think it would have landed in the lap of a young man like you so easily?"
