As long as he broke free of Yuan Shao's shackles, he would embody Great Han Orthodoxy.
Although I haven't gained Kong Rong's recognition, my identity as the Son of Heaven is now firmly established. This is a major milestone.
Now I only need to endure humiliation and shoulder the burden, quietly waiting for Guo Jia and Jia Xu to sow chaos within Yuan Shao's ranks.
Boundless heroic spirit surged in Liu Xie's heart. Everything would develop along its predetermined course.
After leaving the Imperial Palace, Kong Rong went straight to the post station outside the city.
Taishi Ci had long been waiting at the entrance to the post station. Seeing Kong Rong return, he immediately went up to meet him.
"Are you well, Chancellor?"
Seeing the still-wet tracks of tears on Kong Rong's face, Taishi Ci felt sorrow in his heart.
He knew that from this day forward, this elder renowned throughout the realm would suffer endless abuse.
Kong Rong said despondently, "Once I return to Beihai, I will announce to the realm that I cannot distinguish the true Son of Heaven from the false."
"Alas..."
Taishi Ci let out a long sigh.
He would rather sacrifice his own reputation than risk mistaking a false dragon for the true one.
He was utterly loyal to Great Han, yet he would end up with his reputation dragged through the dust.
How could that not make one lament?
"Come, pack our luggage. We're returning to Beihai."
"Should we inform Yuan Shao?"
"There's no need. He's nothing but withered bones in the grave. Why bother informing him?"
After learning Yuan Shao's true colors from Liu Xie, Kong Rong no longer held any goodwill toward him.
In his eyes, there was no fundamental difference between Yuan Shao and Cao Cao. Both were rebels