Everyone laughs at me, Shen Ce, as the capital's number-one wastrel. They don't know that the steps beneath the female emperor's dragon throne are paved with the countless bones I've piled up.
They call me a treacherous usurper, but they don't know that one order from me can wipe out century-old clans, and a few words from me can bring an enemy nation's economy crashing down.
Public opinion, finance, and the human heart... I turn everything into a weapon to clear the way for her to rule the world.
But they're wrong.
I'm no King of Hell. I'm simply Her Majesty the female emperor's sharpest, and most dangerous, blade.
Hahaha, no, a prince went to the door to salute the minister of household affairs. It looks so good. You must see it.