There was darkness in the room, only the moonlight outside shot in from the window lattice. The old man sitting on the bed with a bamboo hat was Cao Xiaotian, the emperor of China.

the emperor had no sorrow or joy on his face, as if he had been an eminent monk. Although he hadn't figured out what Buddhism was for so many years, he learned most of the expression of the eminent monk.

Ye Kong said with a wry smile, "Your Majesty, in fact, like you, I am a layman. I like women, wealth and power No, I am more vulgar than you. Do you worship me as a...