"Besides, after so many years of battles for the throne, I'm also tired. I want to try being the emperor for a change."
Hee Qingshan's heart skipped a beat, that wouldn't do.
"Great King, how about this? Now is the time when everyone hopes for it, let me try it first. If there's anything I don't understand, I'll ask you. Once the world is stable and I'm tired of being emperor, I'll return the throne to you. How about that? It seems the Great King's health might not be fit for these duties. Forcing an ascension could cause dissatisfaction among the soldiers."
Hee Qingshan was taken aback, recalling his appearance and recent moods, perhaps inciting many to harbor other thoughts.
"The Great King's wounds still require treatment, especially the scars on your face. Once your injuries heal, and I've had enough of being emperor, we can discuss the matter of abdication. How does that sound?"
