The Hegemon!

After transmigrating as Sun Ce, he kept wondering why he was called the Little Conqueror. He was apparently more handsome than Xiang Yu, the dream man of 900,000 young women in Jiangdong. He was apparently the greatest general of his age, undefeated in battle, the bravest of all six armies, and mighty enough to awe ten thousand men. The strong must be subdued, the wicked put to death, and the world brought to order by me alone. His wife, apparently, was the one with the truly slender waist, long legs, and peerless beauty. She lifts her skirt and slips off her silk shoes, then washes her creamy skin in the clear pool. Sun Ce declared with lofty conviction: “After me, no one under heaven will dare call himself a conqueror!” His contemporaries praised him: “Ce’s valor was unmatched through the ages. He broke through enemy lines, leaving a thousand men helpless. Armored and spear in hand, he was the bravest of the six armies, his ambition towering over even the strongest foes. None could stand against him, and all who saw him were moved by his greatness.”