Newly reborn, Liu Xie is brimming with confidence. He knows Dong Zhuo will burn Luoyang, Cao Cao will hold the emperor hostage, and Liu Bei will weep over Jingzhou... But the first thing Dong Zhuo does upon entering the capital is swear allegiance to him. Liu Xie distinctly remembers that this is not how things went in his memories.
He searches through the history books, secretly investigates what people say and do, and eavesdrops on private conversations... At last, he understands:
This isn’t a struggle for supremacy among rival warlords. They’re all reborn!
You predict my prediction, and I was reborn the day before you were;
Some want to save Diao Chan, some want to stop Guan Yu from passing through the five passes, and others are fixated on extending Yuan Shao’s life by three years...
And every one of them is desperately acting like an ordinary person who “doesn’t know they’ve been reborn.”
Liu Xie slumps in the dragon throne and sighs forlornly:
“Revive the Han dynasty? Forget it. I’d better figure out how to stay alive.”
