When Lu Lin learned of this, he was in the middle of handling official business.
He had never imagined that the emperor of a kingdom would leave this world in such a bizarre way.
With the help of a group of subordinates and officials, Lu Lin changed into clothes and came to serve as Sacrificer for the emperor, a child only one year old, whose teeth had not even fully grown in.
Lu Lin felt somewhat dazed.
In essence, he truly did not want to be doing the kind of work he was doing now.
Compared to his once leisurely life, even though he was now the highest authority of the Da Feng Dynasty, he was not particularly happy; he had even thought of just dropping everything, but the scenes he had witnessed near the Northland in the past made it impossible for Lu Lin to put down the work in his hands.
Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw children dying of hunger, young and strong men dying in fights, women with numb eyes and disheveled hair, and elders in despair.
