ChumBucket
Augur
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treave, can you elaborate on the options Jing is thinking about?
“Your predecessor was a fool but rather thorough in his defenses. I predicted you would leave the safety of the capital with such a lure, but to be honest, I did not expect you would come prepared.”
“My father left behind some interesting writings in his laboratory,” smiles Shun calmly. “I do not seem to have prepared enough, though.” Somehow, their voices carry through the air softly, even through the powerful winds.
Is he bluffing? I think so...
This is getting interesting. I wonder how much the contingency plan we think Shun has relies on Gao Ying.Shun stands before the altar, facing the veiled lady. He casts you a quick glance and gestures briefly with his fingers. Do not worry.
Even as his clothes are whipped about by the wind, his expression remains unchanged. Xiaofang is down on the ground, but Gao Ying is nowhere to be seen.
Having reread that update recently, I was wondering if this was going to come up soon.but you just had to blaspheme against the gods by that little act in which your servants pretended to their hallowed names, didn’t you?” She laughs mockingly. “When we saw that terrible show, we decided to speed up things just a little as a reward for your hubris.
It appears that Shun have done extensive research into the matters of Luoying Manor, Ladi Ji, and Immortals in general. He knew what he would be dealing with. It is also evident that he was not wrong. The tricks the Lady pulled did not work on him. He was unaffected by the zither. He passed the halls full of shadows without incident. He was the one who pursued her to the top of the cliffs rather then the other way around. So far, his research have payed off.“Lady Ji of Luoying Manor. As I suspected. What do you think about this, as a former fellow of Luoying? Is it plausible?”
“I… would not know. She did not seem like the sort to have any family. Or at least, any living family. Your Majesty, please reconsider your visit.”
“I have to agree with Xiahou Yu. Please reconsider, Your Majesty.” Gao Ying adds a word of support, cautioning Shun. “I do not think it wise to put your royal personage in potential danger. Remember, your father did burn down Luoying Manor. This may be a trap.”
“You might die,” you say bluntly. “Are you certain about this, Shun?”
“Are you – all of you – implying that you are too inept to protect me?” he laughs. “Well, if I die, then that is all I amounted to. But I cannot run an empire with so-called immortals and deities undermining my rule every step of the way."
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You know that there is no stopping him once he is fully convinced of his course. There would be no point – Shun has likely considered his options more thoroughly than you have. If he is confident that he will not come to harm, then you will believe him. You will just have to support him as best as you can.
So the possibility of miscommunication is rather small, even though he does not utter a word. If at any moment he felt that he was overconfident, underprepared, or otherwise have found himself in trouble, he could have given us a sign. Yet, the only signal he have given us so far is the 'do not worry' one, and he still did not cancel it. Naturally, such signals are only given if the person in question wants to do something worrysome:You glance sideways at Shun’s hand. Two fingers are extended, circling twice in a clockwise manner. That’s the gesture for ‘Do as you please’, which also means, in your experience gained from the decade you have spent as his companion, ‘I’m going to sit back and enjoy the show’.
Moreover, I am reminded of yet another Tufan scene:“Don’t worry,” you whisper to Princess Jinpa.
“What do you mean, don’t worry?” she asks worriedly.
You throw her off the balcony.
As the soldiers scream in horror, you make your own leap while they are distracted.
That time, too, Qilin gave us a signal to prevent us from making rash moves and allow us a peace of mind while we come up with a plan.He shakes the fan at you angrily, his eyes dark and hateful. “You won’t be smiling for much longer. Make a single move and these two beauties will get their throats slit, as wasteful as it would be.”
You glance at Qilin; she shakes her head almost imperceptibly, though you can tell that the rest of her body is immobilized via pressure points, as is Cao’er. There doesn’t seem to be any fear in her eyes – she has something up her sleeve. You decide to trust in her and play along.
“Very well, I won’t move,” you sigh. “What next?”
When we deposed the prior emperor, we created the illusion that the heavens had ordained it, and it pissed them off.I don't get that passage, can someone dumb it down for me?
Perhaps this is a hint?“At the cost of the people suffering in the time it takes for a new dynasty to arise and impose order? I am not so callous that I will stand aside and watch as that happens. You can do your best with your famines and plagues, and let us see whether the capricious whims of the gods can suppress the ingenuity of man,” laughs Shun lightly.