I just wish I was born in an emperor's family, with my iron cavalry riding through the sands of the world.
As a hostage, life and death are precarious. Are you willing to accept your fate and survive in the cracks? Or should you fight hard and be filled with thorns?
He chose the latter, and the situation changed, became cunning and deceitful, and blood flowed like a river. . . .
Concept: The human heart is the hardest thing to guess