Just like that.
Little Fatty finally truly won over that death warrior.
Though he was only an actor, Little Fatty came to understand how difficult it was to win people's hearts.
It could not be done with just a few words.
It had to go through twists and turns. In fact, when the royal family and ministers recruited death warriors, they also had to go through adoption, training, selection...
At least several years had to be spent gathering those who were honest and willing to work.
And even then, success was not guaranteed. The costs were considerable.
It also took a great deal of Mental Strength.
Otherwise, Chongzhen at the End of Dynasty would not have lacked even a single trustworthy person at his side, unable to send even the Crown Prince away.
Only to end up being killed in the end.
Then the death warrior told Little Fatty.
"The Emperor has a mirror. This mirror can foresee the future, predict what is to come, and view the past."
"Only a small number of people know about this."
Little Fatty asked suspiciously, "Then how did you know?"
This should have been top secret, shouldn't it? "One time, our superior got drunk and let it slip while assigning us a mission."
"Our superior said that once the job was done, we could rest. But rest was one thing—forget about taking the opportunity to escape."
"Even if you escape, we will capture you and bring you back, because His Majesty has a mirror that can foresee the future. It is a summoning item exclusive to the royal family, and no outsider may approach it."
"How did your superior know?" Little Fatty asked again.
The actor said disdainfully, "As for how this information leaked, of course it was because of a certain very