He wanted to be the Emperor!
He wanted to be the Emperor in that era!
Just thinking about it made Chen Hansheng feel like he was going to lose his hair.
"I know you are angry, but let us just forget about this," he said hesitantly to Wang Wen. "The Emperor is innocent. Let's not cause trouble for him."
"What's wrong? Is it so difficult to be an Emperor?" Wang Wen asked in confusion. "Are you scared, too?"
"It's not a matter of whether it's difficult or not."
Chen Hansheng's choice of words was complicated.
He gestured with his hands as he said, "He's— Well, he's rare—"
"There's no emperor in the world now, do you understand?" He looked at Wang Wen and said, "No more! The world will treat you as a joke, and no one will acknowledge you as the so-called Emperor."
Zhu Xingguo was not happy. "Who would dare not approve of my master as the Emperor? I will give him a sack of mosquitoes!"