The once-ancient god, Star Lord Tianji, has fallen to the level of a bank lobby manager.
Every day, she deals with bizarre customers, quarterly deposit quotas, and difficult old men and women, all while keeping a smile on her face.
When the heir to a mysterious clan searches the mortal world for a chance to become an immortal, one look from her at the bank counter leaves him stunned.
"Are you... that esteemed lord?"
She looks up and replies calmly, "For a bank card, take a number. For investment services, see an advisor. If you just want to chat, the door is on your right."
From then on, her peaceful life as an office worker is shattered. Immortals, demons, and monsters come from every direction, and old enemies appear one after another.
This deity only wants to keep a low profile and meet her KPIs, but she's pushed into the center of a storm engulfing all three realms.
I can only say that the writing is too verbose. After reading the first few paragraphs, I just remember that the heroine kept repeating how she was 30,000 years ago and how she was 30,000 years ago. Don't talk about the important points