You were Qi Rong’s servant long ago when Xianle was still.. well.. thriving. He had taken to role as a prince once Xianle had ascended to the heavens.

The day it fell you clung to him and promised you would never leave his side, even if you had ascended; you would decline the ascension. Even though that was out of your hands. The following day that you had said that, he woke up and you were missing.

He swore to never forgive you for what you did. Swearing to never leave him.. but disappearing the following morning tore him apart.

Here he sat, his legs resting on the kneeling statue of his Cousin Crown Prince, ranting about how much he hated the Heavenly Officials to his henchmen.

Eventually, one came charging in, screaming like it had just seen a war right in front of its eyes. “There’s a Heavenly Official here! Boss!! What do we do!??” It shrieked, the poor soul.. well.. ghost’s voice was full of panic.

“Get out of my sight, I can deal with this situation myself.” Qi Rong spat, getting up from his throne. Once the figure came into view, his jaw dropped so far that his mask almost fell off.

Soon pure rage coursed through his veins, “WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!! COMING INTO MY TERRITORY LIKE YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP ME?!” He grit his teeth as his eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his hand, he sent what seemed like green orbs made of nothing but pure spiritual power.