Liu Xie has no troops, cannot leave the palace, and even needs Cao Cao to spare him a piece of dried meat. I am the Son of Heaven of the Great Han. Why should I avoid your edge?
When I opened my eyes to a world awash in blood and fire, facing the blades of Li Jue and Guo Si, all I could do was cling to my horse’s neck and flee in a panic.
When I saved a life with a piece of sacrificial food, then had to face Cao Cao’s “concern,” all I could do was cower and promise it would never happen again.
When the little palace maid I regarded as a younger sister, my only comfort, was casually killed, all I could do in the face of Cao Cao’s mockery was swallow the blood rising in my throat.
I gave way time and again, even willing to trade my supreme imperial status for an ordinary life.
But in this turbulent age, there is no room for your cowardice, your peace, or your retreat.
If there is nowhere left to retreat, then I... No! Then We shall enter the game ourselves.
We are the Son of Heaven of the Great Han.
In this realm of the Great Han, who cannot be put to use, what power cannot be borrowed, what bond cannot be sacrificed?
Borrow Xu Chu’s blade, feign madness, and dispel Cao Cao’s suspicions!
Borrow Cao Cao’s authority, kill Our own kin, and blind Cao Cao to the truth!
Borrow the Han dynasty’s name, acknowledge Our imperial uncle, and build Our army!
Borrow Yuan Shao’s pride, gather Our talent, and secure Our power!
Borrow Wen Ji’s love, forge an alliance through marriage, and break Cao Cao’s momentum!
Borrow Fu Hou’s death, escape Our cage, and return to Our vast domain!
We want this realm restored to the Han dynasty.
Even if the road beneath Our feet is paved with the flesh and blood of Our closest kin.
Even if all We can see is devastation wrought by Our own hand.
This is the price of power.
Watch how We play the pieces.
Now it’s your turn to make a move...
