The Martial Temple is quite special.
He pondered for a moment, did not refuse, and got onto the carriage.
Simply because he had some doubts in his heart.
The carriage was spacious, like a small conference hall. Chen Yuan sat opposite Xu Shaoqing with a low table in between. On it was a tea tray and an incense burner, with the incense smoke curling upward, calming one's spirit.
Xu Shaoqing poured a cup of green tea and pushed it in front of Chen Yuan, while softly speaking,
"Two urgent reports from Shu, it can be foreseen that there will be big waves, Lord Chen, be careful on this trip."
"The matter of the Heavenly People in Baiyu Capital is indeed intriguing, and now complete information has already come through."
"They say that the stone carvings record the Heavenly People descending into Shu a long time ago, sealing the Ten Evils..."
