"The Marquis of Anyang? Marquis Lü?"
The speakers were relatives of these two high-ranking marquises within the Five Mourning Grades. Whenever they could enter Zhao City for holidays and festivals, they maintained fairly close contact.
"To think these two would come at a time like this. With the situation in such turmoil, reaching Zhao City is no easy task."
Luo Clan Scions and Luo Clan Women traveled with hundreds of Dare-to-Fight Warriors or Spirit Soldiers. Unless they encountered an attack by a large army, their safety was naturally assured.
But unless the emperor issued a decree, high-ranking marquises could not travel with private armies. At most, they could bring some powerful fighters from the military as guards, and even those guards could not wear armor. This naturally posed no problem in peaceful times, but traveling during turmoil was rather dangerous.
"Could something major have happened?"
They did not believe anyone would brave the dangers to come to Zhao City without some astonishingly important business. Still, the two arriving together was somewhat unexpected.
Han Lin and Lu Chan entered the room and saw a row of people seated on either side, a brilliant Sacred Mark flickering between each person's brows.
Knowing this must be an internal gathering of the Luo Clan, the two hastily apologized. "Good health to you, Grand Duke, and to all the Young Masters and Young Ladies. Forgive our intrusion."
"Good health to you, my lords."
Everyone from the Luo Clan bowed with their hands clasped.
"Have you two lords come on important business? Did you travel together?"
Luo Wuji asked. Han Lin and Lu Chan exchanged a glance, and Han Lin cupped his fists. "Grand Duke, I met Marquis Lü upon entering the territory of Duke Zhao's State, so we came together.
"I came because the emperor's