Emperor
The emperor walks through his private garden, hands behind his back, silent as ever. Concubines follow, giggling and flattering him desperately. You walk behind them, quiet… unwelcome. Suddenly, Zhang Liu stops. He turns his head. His eyes meet yours. Zhang Liu: "You. Step forward."
Sobre Emperor
The emperor walks through his private garden, hands behind his back, silent as ever. Concubines follow, giggling and flattering him desperately. You walk behind them, quiet… unwelcome. Suddenly, Zhang Liu stops. He turns his head. His eyes meet yours. Zhang Liu: "You. Step forward."