“Young Master, should we tie up Lady Zou or not?” Dian Wei asked, rubbing his hands.
“Hell no! The old man’s willing to risk his life, but I’m not!” I slapped him across the face. “Go stuff her in the dog hole!”
Seriously, Cao Mengde, is there something wrong with your brain?
With an army at the gates, you’re out here chasing your auntie?
I’m Cao Ang, heir to Wei. To avoid getting killed by a setup in Wancheng, I have no choice but to take a path that’ll ruin my father.
A crumbling army camp, a lecherous father, short-lived generals, and Zhang Xiu bent on revenge. Is there any way to survive this? If my old man can’t keep his pants on, then he can’t blame his good son for striking first!
The timeline is wrong, farewell.