"That's about it."
More than ten days later, Du Chengfeng returned to Yizhou on horseback and briefly recounted his previous experiences with Liu Bolun.
"Anyway, I expect a lot of experts will come looking for trouble with me... I need to prepare for battle first, and be in good condition when it happens."
"...Wait a minute?"
Liu Bolun, clutching a wine jug, was dumbfounded.
The news was so shocking that he was startled sober.
It made no sense, truly made no sense. Although he always sighed about the downfall of the great Chen, he never genuinely thought it could actually end — especially with someone he knew seriously telling him they'd gone out a few days ago and killed the emperor, it had made him wonder if he still wasn't fully awake.
"Is it fake?"
Liu Bolun slapped his own head hard, still unable to believe that such a ludicrous thing could be true.
"Didn't you say you weren't rebelling? Weren't you conflicted before..."
"I've come around."
