It wasn't until Liu Shan drank himself into a stupor that the gathering ended.
After Liu Shan was carried back to his room and all the servants had left.
As he lay on the bed, tears slid from the corner of Liu Shan's eyes, his mind echoing with the servant's voice:
"Great General Jiang Wei... was sentenced to death by dismemberment... the body... could not be preserved..."
Liu Shan's palm suddenly clenched tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his palm.
After a long while.
Liu Shan, red-eyed, got up and found Jiang Wei's secret letter to him in a hidden spot in the room.
"I have a plan that could surely bring the Han dynasty from obscurity to clarity, from danger to peace."
"But please, Your Majesty, endure several days of humiliation...."
At this time, Jiang Wei was already dead.
Destroying the secret letter was the best choice.
This way, Liu Shan's later life would be carefree.
