Zheng Xiu and Jiang Gaoyi walked up ahead, and the other officials trailed far behind, not daring to overtake them.
"Being an official is so exhausting."
Zheng Xiu remarked to Jiang Gaoyi with a smile, his words carrying a pointed meaning.
"To each their own," Jiang Gaoyi first replied ambiguously, then added with a sigh, "The Red King is a transcendent master. It's only natural you would dislike these worldly affairs."
"Lord Jiang, you've finally become the very thing you used to hate."
Zheng Xiu winked at Jiang Gaoyi.
Jiang Gaoyi showed no sign of embarrassment. He studied Zheng Xiu's face intently and shook his head. "I was just slow to realize. The world is a dyeing vat; who can emerge unstained?"
"What do you see on my face?" Zheng Xiu asked curiously. He saw Jiang Gaoyi staring at him and remembered the "Reading the Room" Miracle Technique Jiang Gaoyi had comprehended after glimpsing the Path of the Official.
