The Empress Palace was located on the southern part of the mountain, quite a distance from the Imperial Palace.
So it took more than two incense sticks' burning time before they finally reached their destination.
Along the way, Lucian tried to make small talks, but Zuqin merely responded with cold grunts or dismissive glances.
Lucian didn't mind though. In fact, it would've been even weirder if she had replied enthusiastically. After all, their first meeting had been anything but friendly.
At this moment, Lucian and Eris were sitting on a red sofa made of spirit-wood. It was stuffed with feathers from rare Spiritual beasts that felt extremely comfortable under their weight.
They were in a luxurious room, with fire burning in one corner. And in another corner, within an incense burner shaped like a turtle, a calming incense stick burned softly.
As for Nysa, Iris and Sylvia, they were resting in a different room within the Empress Palace.
