I, Envoy of the Han Dynasty, Invite All Nations to Their Doom

Nanyue killed Han envoys, so it was carved into nine commanderies. Dayuan killed Han envoys, so its king’s head was hung at the Northern Palace Gate. Joseon killed Han envoys, so it was wiped out on the spot.

A Han envoy’s job was to stir up trouble, or be on the way to stirring up trouble.

An Guo Shaoji had lived through nine reincarnations. If he completed the mission of “dying for a cause” in this final life, he could reverse time and space and become immortal.

In the first year of Jianyuan, Emperor Wu of Han ascended the throne.

In the age of Emperor Wu, nothing could get you killed faster than becoming a Han envoy.

“Anyone who dares to violate the mighty Han, no matter how far away, will be executed!”

What? You haven’t violated us?

That’s not up to you.

Yet years later, as he watched the Han Empire’s territory grow ever larger, An Guo Shaoji was utterly despairing, his hair turning white.

Wasn’t the plan that sacrificing one Han envoy would give us an excuse to declare war?

There’s almost only one Han Empire left in the world!!!