“No, he’s the last option I’d think to bring.” After a moment, Shi Qingxuan scooted over to lean in and whispered something to you, unfolding his face to make it harder to hear anything. “I don’t think he can control that temper, the ghost city proved that!” He shot a grin as he snapped his fan closed deciding to give a little judgemental look of sorts towards the other heavenly officials.

It was the autumn festival, and also time for the banquet. Perfect time to gossip!