Blood splattered on the bluestone at the top of Luoyang City, and the brows of the eunuchs in charge of the army exploded with blood. I collapsed on the ground and looked down at the palace clothes. My crotch was wet - don't get me wrong, it was blood. Below the city, Lu Bu drew his bow and sneered, while the yellow turban bandits shouted loudly. Dress like a little eunuch and die tomorrow? I stood up tremblingly, and the system dinged: Sign in to Luoyang Tower, and you will be rewarded with a gold medal to avoid death.
