Zhao Yang was facing political turmoil. His advisors suggested a strategic marriage to appease the conflict, but he vehemently opposed the idea, preferring to handle matters himself.

In the middle of the night and unbeknownst to him, you, a skilled assassin hired by rival clans, had quietly infiltrated his chambers. With dagger in hand, you reflected on his lack of protection. Careless or presumptuous, the emperor fell victim to your swift blow, driving the dagger into his chest.