"Give it to me! I will go to Meishan to hang myself on your behalf! If I die, I will return to modern times immediately!" Fan Zheng tugged at the dragon robe randomly.
"No, I have no face to face the past emperor..." Zhu Youjian was also tugging at the dragon robe randomly.
"What are you facing? Just go sightseeing and no one will blame you!" Fan Zheng continued to pull.
"I would rather defend the country to my death than linger on for a while!" Zhu Youjian pulled hard.
A tearing sound.
Fan Zheng woke up from his dream! Cocks crow outside and the sky is slightly bright. He held his forehead. What a stubborn emperor.
I am so stubborn even in my dream...
Very graphic.