Song Pu transmigrates into a melodramatic ancient-romance novel and ends up as a minor cannon-fodder character serving at the side of a villainous tyrant. In the original story, this insignificant character is framed for mol*sting one of the imperial concubines and is sentenced by the tyrant to be torn apart by five horses, his corpse hung upon the city walls to dry. Determined to stay alive, Song Pu spares no effort in flattering the tyrant, showering him with extravagant praise in the hopes of becoming the tyrant’s most trusted favourite. “Your Majesty’s martial prowess is unmatched! From a hundred paces you strike the target every time. Your servant admires you from the depths of his heart!” “Your Majesty is a dragon among men, heaven’s chosen son, peerless beneath the heavens! To serve Your Majesty is a blessing I must have cultivated over many lifetimes!” “Your Majesty held this servant’s hand. This hand shall never be washed again!” “The treasures bestowed upon me by Your Majesty. Are they ordinary treasures? Certainly not! They embody Your Majesty’s heartfelt favour. I shall cherish them as family heirlooms and pass them down for generations!” …