At nightfall in Chang'an City, I picked up the dying female general Shen Zhiwei from the sea of blood and corpses.
What she saw in the haze was the cold profile of me, the "number one dandy in Chang'an", playing chess.
"Send the order, Wangyou Pavilion... Enter the game."
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In front of her, I was the useless only son of the prime minister who was sleeping in a state of intoxication.
She despised me, scolded me, and even punched me out of the carriage in the street.
Until that moonlit night assassination, I was "lucky" to escape death in front of her.
She finally pointed the sword at my throat, and her words were cold:
"Li Wenyan, how long will your play last?"
I chuckled, holding the bronze maple leaf between my fingers that decided the fate of the world.
In this game of chess, all living beings are the sons, and the country is the game.
Shen Zhiwei, since you have entered the game, why not... Play the game with me?
