Shen Ji transmigrated.
He became the Grand Chancellor of the Great Yan Dynasty, a man whose power overshadowed the court.
The System told him: Kill the emperor, and you can extend your life.
Shen Ji: I choose retirement.
He submitted thirty-nine resignation letters, and the emperor rejected every one of them.
The emperor said, “If you leave, Your Majesty will abdicate.”
Shen Ji was moved.
Then he heard the emperor tell a eunuch, “He’s putting so much effort into this act. Wouldn’t it be a shame if I didn’t play along?”
Shen Ji: Fine, so you’re putting on an act? I’ll play along.
He thought that was outrageous enough.
Until the “greatest female talent in Jiangnan” came to the capital.
The System sounded an alarm: Super-luck bearer approaching. Danger level unknown.
She showed up at his door.
She said, “Lord Shen, stop pretending. I know you transmigrated.”
Shen Ji: ???
Later, he discovered that...
She was a princess of the previous dynasty, with three thousand elite assassins at her command.
She was the young deputy master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, with the world’s intelligence network in her grasp.
She was the richest merchant in the land, wealthy enough to rival a nation.
She was the greatest martial artist in the world, able to cut down ten of him with a single sword stroke.
She also had a System called the “Easy Victory System”: she only had to watch other people sabotage each other to grow stronger.
So whenever Shen Ji and the emperor tried to outmaneuver each other, she sat nearby, munching on sunflower seeds.
As she munched, she laughed. “Fight! Fight!”
Shen Ji was at his wit’s end.
He wanted to retire.
But the emperor wouldn’t let him, and neither would she.
He could only keep acting.
And as he kept it up, the three of them somehow became friends.
Until one day, she suddenly came clean:
“I lied to you both.”
