Legend had it that in the distant ancient past, a Law Treasure-or rather, a Divine Artifact-capable of turning back time had existed on the continent. The Duke of Lu had always thought this was nonsense, but after hearing Jing Jiu's words, he desperately hoped it was true. Only then could he return to a moment earlier and swallow his own words.
He was the Court of Imperial Sacrifices Minister, so taking Jing Jiu into the Court of Imperial Sacrifices was extremely simple. The problem was that he knew very well Jing Jiu was no ordinary person, and thus the Court of Imperial Sacrifices Jing Jiu wanted to visit was naturally not the one the world knew, but that place.
Even setting aside the Imperial Court's strict rules, his relationship with Jing Jiu alone meant he could not stand by and watch him put himself in danger.
The Duke of Lu prepared to stop him at any cost, coming up with over a dozen very powerful arguments in a short time. Yet when he saw Jing Jiu's calm gaze, he knew anything he did would be futile. Even holding a sword across his own neck would not change Jing Jiu's decision.
"I don't know exactly how far you intend to go. If it's only the first level, perhaps I can do something, but farther down... it's too dangerous."
The Duke of Lu abandoned the idea of persuading Jing Jiu. Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, he said quietly, "You should know very well what the Court of Imperial Sacrifices really is. If you alert that one, never mind me-even His Majesty might not be able to get you out in time."
"I haven't been there, but I've made preparations. You needn't worry," Jing Jiu said.
*Apart