At the Meridian Gate execution ground, the butcher's knife was raised high. As a low-level jailer, I was about to be executed by everyone because I was implicated.
The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty watched with cold eyes as the ant died, and the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang on the city tower looked down even more indifferently.
Facing the desperate situation, I sighed and took out a yellowed IOU with bloody fingerprints from my arms.
They don't know that I have lived for five thousand years. I lit the seven-star lantern that Zhuge Liang borrowed from me, the cornucopia that made Shen Wansan's fortune was mortgaged to me, and the imperial dragon energy that was used for Lao Zhu's uprising was also borrowed from me for three years!
"Chongba, you borrowed my luck back then, plus the compound interest over the past thirty years..."
I raised the IOU and looked directly at the Qiangu Yi Emperor whose expression changed dramatically on the tower:
"Today, it's time for you to bring the Ming Dynasty to pay off your debt!"
