Xiao Yuanying died, to the satisfaction of the people. The whole country celebrated, and not a single person shed a tear. But why? I was the one who brought you peace and prosperity, so why was there no place for me? If that's how it is, then in my next life, I'll claim that supreme throne. Whoever stands in my way, god or Buddha, will die... Wait, when did this obstacle appear? A pretty face can ruin a nation! It saps your ambition...
