My name is Xiao Yu, and I traveled to the Tang Dynasty.
The system said that my task is to be the emperor.
The emperor said that my task was to be a knife in his hand.
The family said my mission - forget it, they didn't assign me a mission, they just wanted me to die.
Three jobs, and no one asked me if I wanted to.
I do them all. I kill aristocratic families, I build up my strength, I pretend to be a grandson, I endure.
I endured it until the system asked me: [When did you rebel?
I said, soon.
I endured it until the emperor patted me on the shoulder and said, "My dear, it's time to sheath the sword."
I said, OK.
The day I endured it until the knife was placed on my neck, I suddenly didn't want to endure it anymore.
I looked up at the man on the dragon throne, and he was looking at me too.
"Your Majesty, do you know what I have learned in the past few years?"
"Oh?"
"You taught me how to make a knife. But I secretly learned how to be a knife-holder." The day I endured the knife on my neck, I suddenly didn't want to endure it anymore.
I looked up at the man on the dragon chair, and he was looking at me too.
"Your Majesty, thank you for teaching me how to be a sword."
"But someone taught me that the most profitable business in the world is to let your enemy use you as a pawn."
The smile on his face hadn't disappeared before I stood up.
No matter the imperial power, no matter the aristocratic family.
They seem to have forgotten——
I am not of this era.
