Lu Qi glanced subtly at Lu Zhaoyan and his entourage.
Lu Zhaoyan's brows furrowed tightly, his expression grave.
Mr. Zi Wu was pinching his fingers, seemingly calculating something.
Prince Fu looked completely perplexed.
Duke Jiang was so furious that he was nearly fuming, almost jumping onto the altar, only to be held back by Prince Fu just in time.
"Let me go! The incense is definitely problematic!"
"If there's an issue, my father will notice it."
"Notice what—mmph mmph!"
Prince Fu covered his uncle's mouth, blocking words that could cause the Jiang Family to be executed entirely.
The Minister of Agriculture and Meng, the Cabinet Minister, exchanged anxious looks.
The Hanlin Academy Chief Scholar also squeezed over, trying to uncover what was happening.
If it wasn't the incense, could it truly be the ancestors punishing them?
All of them simultaneously turned toward Mr. Zi Wu.
The Chief Scholar hurriedly spoke out, "Mr. Zi Wu!"
