The wedding banquet at Zhao Gao Mansion in Xianyang was crowded with traffic. I was squatting in the deserted Fifth Prince's Mansion and heard the maid asking if she wanted to give a gift. A sign-in lottery box popped up in my mind. The Sand Dune Incident was still three years away, and that loser Hu Hai was still raising crickets in the palace. I clicked on the novice gift package - draw a life-saving one first, and when Zhao Gao, the old gelding, puts the knife to my neck, it will be too late to reveal the trump card.
