The Grand Secretariat

In the Dragon's Cave on the hill in Qi City.

Fang Ning spent the past two days dispirited. The bunch of tasks and errands that were accumulated for the past eight months made him feel fatigued. 

After all, he had a lot of properties to look after. Furthermore, due to Sir System's special case, he could not reveal this to anyone else and he could only handle certain matters personally, such as regular inspections and looking out for inside men…

"Sigh, no wonder there were so many incompetent emperors in the past. My dragon soul that has undergone cultivation and refinement can't even handle so many errands. What about the bodies of regular folks and even emperors that aren't as strong as regular folks?" He moaned.

"Who are you going to blame? I won't help you anyway, not a single thread will be used." Sir System quickly declined to help.