The Imperial Palace's vastness exceeded Lu Yu's expectations. Situated at the heart of human Fortune and Destiny, without the presence of Mountain Gods or Earth Gods, he found himself at a loss when looking for someone to ask for directions, realizing that finding someone was not as effortless as he had imagined.
After what felt like an eternity, he stumbled upon a large, abandoned hall that seemed to have been untouched for years. Despite the daily cleaning by eunuchs and palace maids, it evidently lacked vitality.
As Lu Yu entered, he was captivated by the opulent decor, convinced even Li Shimin's palace might not compare. Soon, a tea set caught his attention, stirring memories from the past.
"Are you courting death, hiding here?" The scolding of an eunuch resounded. It came from an old eunuch, whose aged face was creased with wrinkles, his body somewhat hunched.
