Lu Sheng sat back down. He felt that this empire was truly in a hopeless situation right now.
The empire was like an old person with a chronic illness being hammered by several burly men.
Even if it was not dead, it would be on the brink of death.
He took a deep breath before asking, "Where's Divine Martial General Zhu Chengguo right now?"
"The Divine Martial General is still suppressing the Zhaoyi Clan to the north. Word just came in about the death of the Zhaoyi King." Mi Gong shook his head slightly. "However, he'll need at least 20 days to return from his campaign."
This was if the general rode the exclusive carriage.
"The elites will support the heavens if it comes crashing down. Let's put this matter aside for now. Is there any word from master Wu Youzi?" After Lu Sheng calmed himself down, he swiftly returned to the main topic of interest.
