He had been painting a picture of the future for me, hoping that I could join him in building a great empire.
He was not even satisfied with our planet. He wanted us to defeat the invading outsiders first, recuperate and rebuild, then march into outer space.
I looked at him and felt like there was something wrong with his head.
"Do you really want to become the ruler of the world that badly?" I asked.
"Of course," he said. "Don't you? A real man should hold the power of the world in his waking hand and sleep drunk upon the knees of beauties. Since ancient times, what king had not hoped to expand his territory? What emperor had not dreamed of ruling all under heaven? Junior Brother, if your Senior Brother truly reaches that day, I certainly won't mistreat you. You will be King of the Same Rank."
I rolled my eyes. This guy really knew how to make empty promises. King of the Same Rank? Did he think I did not know Han Xin's story?
I did not answer him.
Seeing that I remained silent, he said, "Aren't you excited at all? As long as we work together with one heart, this world will be ours for the taking. Believe me, as long as you and I join forces, even Master will help us."
"Why? What makes you so sure?"
"Because you are master's most beloved youngest junior brother. No matter what you do, master will support you unconditionally."
I smiled. "Senior Brother, Lu Zhao, Young Master—you really have it all figured out. But did you ever consider that I might refuse you?"
"Would you refuse me?" he asked.
My smile vanished, and I said coldly, "I would."
His expression darkened as well.
He stared at me, his