I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night

Little White Ape, seeing that this little ghost had been subdued, dared to approach a bit closer.

It clearly observed, in the tone of Rapid Ghost, a sense of envy and jealousy mixed with some annoyance and disagreement.

After all, in the rapid report bureau, he had guarded the gate for who knows how many years, diligently and devotedly, content in solitude, yet he was still considered an inconsequential little ghost.

That dead old man, who appeared out of nowhere, dressed in tatters like a beggar, assumed a high position upon his arrival.

Thinking so, Little White Ape couldn’t help but think of himself.

Currently at Linjiang Station, I’m still a minor flag bearer.

If I were to guard for another ten or eight years, I’d still be at the same level.

What if one day a crippled old beggar arrives, who has made no contributions, and he becomes the Commander of the Observatory?

"It’s really infuriating."

Little White Ape thought to himself.

"A personal audience with Judge Wu?"