This first-rank Tianzhen Daoist did not refer to an idle Great Sage without office, but rather to a Deputy Grand Master.0

It was obvious that Zhang Jucheng hoped Qi Xuansu would become the future Earthly Preceptor rather than Yao Pei.0

But that was all a matter for the future. The immediate issue was not whether Qi Xuansu would one day govern Jiangnan Daoist Mansion, but rather Li Tianlan.0

Qi Xuansu said, “Li Tianlan might as well have the words ‘conflict of interests’ written directly on his face. He’s not even pretending anymore.”0

“He’s been entrenched within the Jiangnan Daoist Mansion for so many years already. Everything is out in the open, so there’s no need for him to pretend.” Zhang Jucheng took out a tin of tea leaves and poured them into the teapot.0

“The other Deputy Mansion Masters aren’t much better. Just take my cousin Zhang Juquan, for example. He was once a Deputy Mansion Master as well. His greatest crime wasn’t sleeping with the female Daoists. It was using the Jiangnan Daoist Mansion’s flying ships to smuggle goods between Fenglin and Jiangnan. I’m not trying to excuse Zhang Juquan, but honestly speaking, are the other Deputy Mansion Masters really...0