Scholar Ding Zhijing's face was fervent as he clenched his fists, reaffirming his faith once again, "The Emperor of Heaven truly deserves the 'heavenly' rank among deities, the miracle of resurrection, it happened without us realizing, without any strange signs, as effortlessly as lifting a feather."
"No incense needed either, truly terrifying."
"It's just that our foundations are shallow, we still need to keep a low profile and endure for a while."
"I know, even your mother-in-law doesn't know about the affairs of the Emperor of Heaven." Huang Youcai rubbed his hands excitedly, "Serving the Emperor of Heaven, I don't wish for eternal youth, just hoping to live a few more years and have a peaceful death would suffice."
"I..." Ding Zhijing fell silent, what did he want to achieve? Titles and wealth, perhaps too mundane, but they are solid and reliable life goals.
"I just feel that my talents are not recognized, just chasing after some fame and fortune."
