Everyone knew that Xu Changsheng, son of Prince E, was a useless wastrel:
When his father died in battle, he was listening to music in a brothel. At the funeral, he sang, "Go enjoy yourself first, Dad. Scout the way for me."
Even his wife walked all over him. "Let's divorce. What can you do besides visit brothels?"
But no one knew...
He kept the Xu Army's deployment orders hidden in his sleeves, and a map of the border defenses etched into the soles of his shoes.
Every time he scattered money around a brothel, he was sending signals to his bodyguards.
He grabbed his wife's armor. "The military honors on your body? I handed you an army of a hundred thousand to earn those!"
He made the Sixth Prince kneel before him and produced a token. "His Majesty personally granted me this gold amulet of immunity from death. Who are you to lay a hand on me?"
Was this really the same useless wastrel?
Of course!
The Xu family, loyal to the throne for generations, would never raise a good-for-nothing.
The so-called prodigal son was nothing more than a wolf-slaying blade hidden beneath a cloak of absurdity!
