Over an hour later, the beast-drawn carriage that Liu Yu was sitting in slowly departed from Yellow Springs Road.

The deeper one went down this road, the higher the rank of the officials living there. If it weren't for their historic reputations, there was no way that the 12 envoys would've been able to live here. Even so, they were still only able to live not far from where the road began.

Liu Yu lowered the curtain of the carriage before heaving a faint sigh. "Let's go."

"Your Excellency, all of your past colleagues are avoiding you! If we go back like this and Yanluo Qin decides to punish us for our transgressions, there won't even be anyone to intercede for us!" Thẩm Điền Tử said in a grim voice.

"Do you think meeting them will improve our situation?" Liu Yu snapped. "They're barely able to keep themselves afloat, what makes you think they would be willing and able to help us?!"

After many days of intense emotional stress, Liu Yu finally cracked. "I only came here to see if I could find a way out, but I always knew the chances were slim. Now that our final shred of hope has been dashed, let's just face reality and accept our fate."

He closed his eyes as he spoke, but his eyelids were trembling slightly...