In these troubled times, what makes people bow their heads and submit is not persuasive argument, but an iron fist and political cunning.
And the slaughter that the gears of time can never grind away.
In this age, countless sunflowers once bloomed, nourished by the blood and tears of soldiers.
Together, they formed a sea of vivid red flowers.
In this age, kings were no longer kings, but puppets lost in their wine cups.
In this age, ministers were no longer ministers either. They could seize power and take the throne as the new king.
The former was Emperor Jie Peng Yu, the latter the various feudal lords.
