章節 388: The Dim Light Can’t Penetrate His Body

The Cold Palace seldom lit any light; but one light was lit here that day. It was because a guest finally entered the palace hall.

Seeing the white hair on Grand Scholar's head, Jing Jiu realized that a great many years had passed.

"I thought that you could live for many more years. Given your ability, King Jing's rebel shouldn't be a big deal; and Zhao State and Qin State couldn't pose any threat to us; you should be able to keep us safe."

Jing Jiu added, "I didn't expect this day to come so soon."

"This chancellor is eighty years old already. It's nevertheless an old age for mortals," the Grand Scholar Zhang said sentimentally. "If Your Majesty hadn't offered me the magic pills every year, I would have become a pile of white bones a long time ago."

Jing Jiu said, "I did it because I needed you; so you don't have to thank me."