In the end, the director still went through the script with Jiang Li, informing him that the emperor wasn’t that strong. The storyline was meant to convey to the princes that unity was strength.

“Speaking of which, you are pretty strong. You look thin and weak, but I didn’t expect you to be able to break fifty chopsticks.”

“I’ve trained for several years, I’m confident in my strength,” Jiang Li said, patting his chest.

Ultimately, the second act was approved according to the director’s script.

“In the third act, the emperor attends court, instructing the protagonist to survey the drought in the south, and funds distribution for the court,” the director said.

“Who’s the protagonist?” Jiang Li asked, turning to Wen Qing’er.

“It’s Zhao Minghan, a professional singer. This is his first TV drama as he wants to change his image. But he’s currently touring the nation, which conflicts with the filming schedule. He happened to be touring nearby and came for the shoot,” she replied.

“Zhao Minghan’s idea is to shoot his scenes once his national tour is finished.”

“Can the director wait?”

“He’s the primary investor,” she stated.

“Where is Zhao Minghan?” The director was very satisfied with Jiang Li’s acting skills. When it was time for the protagonist to appear, he remembered that Jiang Li wasn’t the lead actor.

An extravagant car sped in, screeched to a stop at the entrance, and an attractive male movie star hurried out.

“Fans recognized me on the street and swarmed around the car,” Zhao Minghan casually explained, unapologetic for his tardiness. His bodyguards blocked the make-up artist who wanted to do his make-up.

“I’m sorry, I have my own professional make-up artist,” Zhao Minghan said, gesturing to his personal makeup artist to do his make-up.

“Where is he?”

“Behind my car, he’ll be here in two minutes,” he replied.

The director couldn’t do much about Zhao Minghan’s attitude. What could he say about the person who financed the entire project?

Luckily, Zhao Minghan wasn’t just rich, he was also a talented actor. Kneeling in the palace and thanking the emperor for the task, he portrayed the trembling feeling upon seeing the emperor spectacularly.

His transition from tension to relaxation when he left the palace was so realistic that it was simply astonishing.

“Zhao Minghan’s acting has improved,” the director exclaimed, finding his reactions incredibly real, almost like it was true.

The assistant director, looking at the emperor grinning like he had the situation under control, and then at Zhao Minghan whose legs were still trembling, quietly reminded: “What if this isn’t just acting?”

The third act ended smoothly.

“In the fourth act, the emperor is assassinated and falls into a coma, causing chaos in the court. Zhao Minghan’s journey to the south loses its support.”

“To unify Central Plains and become the King of Central Plains, you are seen as the biggest threat by the surrounding countries. The assassin has been sent by the enemy country with the intent to assassinate you when presenting the map. The guards will not be able to save you in time. You will run around the pillar, but you will still be hit by the assassin. However, the assassin will not succeed completely, and you will only pass out for a while.”

“This is a pack of fake blood. When the assassin hits you, the pack will burst open. You’ll clutch your chest, stagger a few steps, and fall to the ground.”

“I remember.”

The assassin, pretending to be an envoy, presented a map to Jiang Li. The ministers were pleased, signifying the power of their country.

“Your majesty, this is our country’s map. Here are the details of the city’s defence,” the disguised assassin said, pretending to explain.

At the end of the map, a poisoned dagger revealed itself.

The assassin suddenly grabbed the dagger, gripped Jiang Li’s sleeve, and stabbed at him.

Jiang Li was shocked and struggled to stand up. The dagger didn’t pierce him but tore his sleeve.

Jiang Li wanted to draw his sword, but it stuck in the scabbard and wouldn’t come out.

“Die, inept ruler!”

The assassin, ready to die to achieve his mission, tried to strike Jiang Li again when the initial attack failed.

The court was in chaos, and Jiang Li ran around a pillar with the assassin pursuing him relentlessly.

Jiang Li ran so fast he ended up behind the assassin and patted the assassin’s shoulder in a maternal gesture.

The assassin immediately retaliated, but he found Jiang Li as solid as a wall, his dagger unable to penetrate.

The dagger was genuine and coated in paralyzing poison!

The assassin wanted to mix true aggression into the act and kill the emperor.

There were many ways to kill a person, but his favorite was the kind where everyone thought it was an act, while he was actually killing.

Jiang Li coughed up blood, whispering into the assassin’s ear: “Relying on killing to strengthen yourself, are you a demonic cultivator?”

Jiang Li had agreed to act in the play for the most part because he found it entertaining, but also because he suspected that the actor playing the assassin actually intended to kill.

While acting, he also had to prevent the assassin from killing, which he found exhausting.

His mouth had been too busy to close.

The assassin was scared, the dagger that he was so proud of could not penetrate Jiang Li’s skin.

The assassin hurriedly fled the scene, and Jiang Li collapsed on the ground according to the script. A group of imperial physicians came over to attend to his wounds.

Meanwhile, Wen Quan was tracking the assassin under Huiming’s guidance.

“Your acting skills are excellent. Unfortunately, the script is already finalized and can’t be altered to give you more scenes. If you appear too much, you’ll overshadow the main actor,” the director lauded.

“If it wasn’t for this, I would’ve given you several more scenes.”

“How do you feel, do you still want to act? I don’t have any emperors to cast lately, but I have few contacts who are in need of a good emperor. Would you like to give it a try?”

The director was eager to let Jiang Li showcase his talent in the acting industry, almost as if he had found a treasure.

“No thanks, acting is merely a hobby, I have a job to do.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m the Human Emperor.”

“Huh?”

The assassin ran, panting heavily. He had infiltrated the crew intending to murder someone and then flee, not expecting to encounter such a tough situation.

After his escape, the emperor’s accomplice was hot on his heels.

Luck wasn’t on his side.

“Do you really think I’m afraid of you?” Irate, the assassin put up a fight.

“Breaking Formation Fist!”

Wen Quan punched the assassin’s wrist, and the dagger flew away.

“…Okay, I am afraid of you.”

The assassin, terrified, continued his escape.

Just then, a charming figure appeared in front of the assassin and apprehended him.

“You’ve led me a merry chase, minion of the Ruin Alliance! Finally caught you!”

A Phase Nascent Soul Stage spiritual soul appeared behind the assassin, and a Body Integration Realm spiritual soul appeared behind the charming figure.

The phase of the Body Integration Realm spiritual soul subdued the phase of the Nascent Soul Stage spiritual soul, just like how the charming figure subdued the assassin.

In terms of strength, the assassin was inferior to the charming figure; in terms of tactics, he was still inferior.

“Who are you?” Wen Quan arrived at the scene.

“My name is Qin Yi, and I’m a member of the Mutual Aid Association. Judging by your condition, you should also have a soul from the Jingyu World within you. Most of the members of our association are like you. What is the phase of the soul within you?”

“Transcendence Tribulation Stage.”

“I have a Mahayana Realm soul within me,” Jiang Li said, arriving at the scene after finishing his scenes.

“…You really think I’m stupid, don’t you.”

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