Going Down to the Fiend Prison
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
State Duke Lu had already been prepared for what would happen next.
He had reported this matter to the Emperor, and decided to be the most diligent official from this day on. He sat in Taichang Temple every day drinking tea.
Meanwhile, he had obtained an official position for his son, Lu Ming, in Nanhezhou for a period of three years.
Three years later, if Jing Jiu could come out unharmed, then Lu Ming would return to Zhaoge City; otherwise, he would use the Gu Clan's connection to send Lu Ming directly to the Green Mountain.
State Duke Lu picked up his teacup and shot a glance at the outside unnoticeably.
That black cloth covered carriage had already vanished.
He sighed in his mind, hoping everything would be all right.
The black cloth covered carriage came to the deep end of Taichang Temple, after passing through a patch of bamboo forest, and continued on a straight path.