Late at night.
Wenyuan Pavilion.
The fragrance of books and ink filled the entire pavilion. A young man in a white robe, suffused with a dense Literary Qi, stood with a three-foot aura of righteousness, like a blazing sun in the mortal world, dispelling all darkness.
Even now, as a member of the Cabinet and a Senior Third Grade Wenyuan Pavilion Scholar who managed the affairs of the nation, Chen Ke still lived in his small corner of a side hall in the Wenyuan Pavilion.
Those who didn't know better would have thought a minor clerk from the Hanlin Academy lived here.
He was searching for information on the Ascension Platform, trying to see if he could find any related news. The Holy Emperor had asked about it before, and he'd taken it to heart. For the past several days, aside from handling political affairs, he had spent nearly all his time in the Wenyuan Pavilion.
