Lu Chang'sheng was, of course, gracious as always.
Once everyone had left, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a crystal-clear pill, placing it back into the jade bottle.
Given his current strength, he could wrap the pill with his True Qi, so it wouldn't be contaminated by saliva.
This technique was beyond anyone's expectations, so naturally, they had no reason for suspicion.
In Lu Chang'sheng's view, human nature is unpredictable; he would never risk testing everyone's character with a Longevity Pill.
So, he could only apologize for that.
He glanced back at where Nangua had vanished, then carefully put away the Sound Transmission Shell and left, step by step.
Sure enough, just as he'd predicted, no ill news came out of Jinghua Prefecture.
If that female emperor wanted to deal with an Innate Martial Artist like him, she'd have to marshal a massive force of elite troops to encircle him, and deploy heavy siege engines as her weapons.
