Inside the Imperial Study, the Little Emperor sat across from an old, white-haired man in a Purple Robe. Each held a game piece, their eyes on the board between them.
"What do you think will become of this Eunuch Su from the Library Pavilion tonight?"
The old man in the Purple Robe asked.
"He will die!"
The Little Emperor sneered.
"Oh?"
"I wouldn't be so sure."
The man in the Purple Robe smiled faintly.
At this, the Little Emperor's sneer deepened. He placed a piece on the board and spoke slowly.
"This is why I say you're old and should have died long ago. Just like that father of mine, the Emperor... or my ancestors, for that matter."
"Is that so?"
"However, in my opinion, he is the greatest demon this Great Liang has produced in three hundred years."
"Not even three First-Grade masters could kill him!"
The man in the Purple Robe also placed a piece.
"A demon? Heh. My Chief Steward of Wealth and Honor will personally twist off his head and present it to me."
