In 1936, before the smoke broke out, an undercurrent emerged.
When Chen Wangyuan returned from country B, he brought back not only the British style in suits and leather shoes, but also a heart burned by the righteousness of his family and country. He needed a knife - and Shen Nan, the warlord cousin who held military power, happened to be the sharpest knife in this troubled world.
He offered his power, and he gave him force in return.
He lays out a conspiracy to win people's hearts, and he executes the conspiracy to eliminate the root cause.
In this tacit deal, one of them was chatting and laughing while drinking and the other was playing chess in a bloody storm. Until one night, Chen Wangyuan pressed Shen Nan on the mahogany desk and said, "Shen Nan, what do you think I am?"
Complicity? Piece? Or... The most unexpected prize in this chaotic game?
Purpose: Struggle in the Machiavellian Fields