If he rebelled alone, everyone would undoubtedly rise up to crush him.
But if he gathered a group to rebel with him, many people's stances would likely shift from resolute suppression to wavering indecision.
Even what is wrong can be twisted into what is right.
The outcome of history is always written by the victors.
"Don't celebrate too soon. I have not lost yet."
As Emperor Yong'an stepped onto the highest stair and strode onto the high platform, his figure vanished.
In the Imperial City, at the site of the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy's government office—a place of black-eaved rubble—a beam of light from a Golden Talisman had shot into the sky. From a distance, that spot should have appeared completely empty. But as Emperor Yong'an took that step, a tower dozens of yards high materialized above the Great Flame Dragon Wall.
