When he entered the tent, Li Chang'an's personal guards brought him some food.
"General Chen, the Prince instructed me to bring you some food so that you can eat and rest well."
"Please thank Your Highness for me."
Chen Da took off his armor, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat slowly.
He no longer has much desire.
The desire to improve myself that I used to have has gradually subsided.
Now, in the entire Ming Dynasty, apart from Li Chang'an, there is basically no one with a higher status than him.
Second only to the emperor, above all others.
He and Zhao Hu, among others, were already among the most powerful figures in the Ming Dynasty.
Back then, he was a soldier guarding the city, following his cousin Chen Laohu, collecting overnight fees from refugees.
At that time, he was like a rat in a ditch, living at the very bottom, desperately trying to climb up.
The captains guarding the city gates were unapproachable figures in his eyes.
Chen Da's biggest dream at that time was to replace the city gate captain and become an official from a common soldier.
But his experiences over the years feel like a dream to him.
He rose from a common soldier to a general commanding an army of 100,000 through his skill in executions.
Now, his power is no less than that of Meng Sanguan, the King of Lingnan in his prime.
Everyone who sees him respectfully calls him General Chen.
The number of powerful officials who died at his hands has exceeded double digits.
Even some of the most powerful martial arts masters in the past were tortured to death by him.
So he's confused now, not knowing whether he's a good person or a bad person.
As he ate the hot meal, Chen sighed deeply.
Although he didn't know whether he was good or bad, he was happy to be with Li Chang'an.
Even if one day the cunning rabbit dies and the hunting dog is cooked, he will not resent the prince.
Because this is his fate, and this is his retribution.
Just as the prince said, those who kill will always be killed.
After finishing his meal, Chen Da lay in bed and drifted off to sleep.
In his dream, he saw fragmented scenes again.
The dungeon, instruments of torture, and the agonizing screams of prisoners.
Blood, flesh, and bone were broken down by him bit by bit.
Chen Da's face was covered in cold sweat, and he looked extremely pained.
"Chen Da! Chen Da!"
In his dream, Li Chang'an's voice rang out.
Then all the images vanished, and Chen Da felt as if he were sitting on a mountaintop, surrounded by auspicious clouds and flying cranes.
Chen Da raised his hand, wanting to touch these things, but found that his body was radiating layer upon layer of golden light.
Just as he was wondering, a voice came from the sky.
In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, Chen Da heard a few words.
"Prince Chen Da of Yan punished evil and promoted good, punished the most wicked and evil people, and enforced the law impartially. He gained immeasurable merit and built a golden statue of merit."
"Today, I hereby confer upon the title of the Great Emperor of the Northern Underworld of Fengdu, who shall be in charge of the Ten Kings of Hell and carry out punishments on behalf of Heaven."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
