"Old Ginger, it's almost dinner time, and you haven't been home to have a meal with your family for over a week now, right? I'll take over and host the upcoming Spirit Battle for you, you can go home with ease!"
"Yeah, work is important, but so is family. Forget Old Li, he's unreliable. I'll host it for you, I guarantee everything will go smoothly."
"Hey! What are you saying, Old Zhang? I..."
"Alright, alright, both of you are equally competent. Old Ginger, leave this to me, go home and spend some time with your wife and kids!"
"..."
In the Spirit Chef Association's lounge specially prepared for the Spiritual Battle Judges, Jiang Gang looked sardonically at his officious colleagues, "If you guys really have so much free time, why not ask the boss to assign more work to you?"
"Er..." The others were at a loss for words.
