"This Ghost Immortal Temple case, I'm afraid it won't bypass the Qingshui County Government, will it?" Zhu Yu placed the teacup back on the table, swallowed the pastry, and asked Lu Qing.
"Indeed." Lu Qing replied.
"Earlier you said you wanted me to walk outside as the Chief Historian..." Zhu Yu frowned, "But I neither have a letter of recommendation nor a waist card, ultimately not legitimately. If questioned by the government office people, what should I do then?"
"Madam, you are overthinking. With me around, no one will dare question your identity." Lu Qing lightly raised his chin, his tone casual yet with an unmistakable certainty.
Then, he changed his tone: "However, you did remind me; for legitimacy, indeed, having an Imperial Decree and waist card on hand would be more secure.
