Wushuang is reborn as Ying Zheng's twentieth son, but a year passes without a System. At a grand banquet in the palace, with songs and dances filling the hall, he huddles in a corner, gnawing on a lamb chop. Li Si, Wang Jian, and Meng Yi drink and chat, and no one pays the slightest attention to this invisible prince. Chewing his meat, Wushuang thinks, "I can't win. I give up." He looks toward his father on the throne. The man is turned sideways, whispering to Zhao Gao. The hand holding a bone pauses. Zhao Gao has passed over a thin sheet of paper, and the First Emperor has taken it. Wushuang puts the bone back on his plate. "Looks like a few more names will be struck from that list tonight." The charcoal crackles before him.
