"Junior Brother," said Di Yibai while resting his folding fan on Yuezheng Yan's shoulder, "are you interested in joining the Xuanling Foreign Affairs Department?"
"I've seen the homework you've done; you're quite talented. If you come to the Xuanling Foreign Affairs Department, I'll make you the deputy head."
Yuezheng Yan: "..." Do I look that easy to deceive?
You're the head, I'm the deputy, but in the end, wouldn't I be the only one doing all the work?
"Thank you for your high regard, Brother...," Yuezheng Yan was about to refuse with a bow.
"I'll give you a monthly allowance, thirty thousand top-grade spirit stones," Di Yibai said as he gently shook his folding fan.
"I would certainly not turn that down," Yuezheng Yan hurriedly changed his tune mid-sentence.
He had been poor in the last life at the Xuanling Sect, what dirty and exhausting work hadn't he done?
Just a deputy head position? He'd take it!
