I worked nine to five every day, had maxed-out skills in every area, and still got fired by my sect!
The newly appointed Golden Core sect leader said, "We're all cultivators. What's wrong with working a little overtime?"
"You're the highest-paid person in the department, and you're also the one who leaves on time the most. Keep this up and don't bother coming in tomorrow!"
"The job market isn't what it used to be. If you won't do it, there's always someone else who will!"
Someone walked a demon hound without a leash, and it nearly bit me.
I was about to punch it when its owner immediately jumped in: "It didn't even bite you, so why are you hitting it?"
"My husband is a mighty Golden Core cultivator who manages a sect worth hundreds of millions. Apologize and pay up, or this isn't over!"
Some relatives came to visit, and a child poured cola all over a young immortal herb. The parents even had the nerve to argue:
"It's just an unranked spirit plant. We're all adults. Why hold a grudge against a child?"
"What's the harm in letting the child have their way? Do you really have to be so petty?"
Faced with all these shameless people, the usually laid-back Nine-to-Five System finally went dark.
"A righteous sect? Forget it. I'm done here!"
"Host, fly free. I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"
