The beast of burden carried pavilions and towers on its back, housing the accompanying servants, including the officials of the current dynasty.

Inside one of the pavilions, Meng Qingzhou sat upright in a grand chair, poured himself a cup of tea, lifted the lid, and blew on it, not in a hurry to speak.

Li Guanyan stood before him, his gaze cold and piercing, silently staring at Meng Qingzhou.

In the side chamber, the Black-Robed Prime Minister Wang Xianjia held a book in his hands, but his eyes were not on the pages; they were fixed on Meng Qingzhou.