Su Bei slid his hands across the screen, then stopped on a video:
【Great Ming Weightlifting Champion!】
Great Ming Plane,
Yongle era. The sun was bright, and a gentle breeze brushed against the face.
Within the Tianshou Mountains, a solemn sacrificial ceremony was underway. Zhu Di, dressed in his dragon robes, sat upright on the altar. His gaze pierced through layers of clouds and mist, fixing upon the Sky Screen in the distance.
The Sky Screen unfurled slowly like a massive scroll. A faint smile gradually appeared on Zhu Di’s face; he seemed full of anticipation for what was about to be revealed.
"Great Ming Weightlifting Champion?"
Zhu Di murmured softly, his voice echoing through the valley. A wave of curiosity rose in his heart—who exactly was this "Great Ming Weightlifting Champion"?
Great Tang Plane, Li Shimin stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine. He tilted his head slightly, staring intently at the Sky Screen in the distance.
That Sky Screen appeared like a colossal piece of golden silk hanging between heaven and earth, shimmering with starlight as if countless eyes were peering down at the world below.
A look of contemplation flickered across Li Shimin’s face. His brows knit together, as if he were pondering something of great importance.
After a while, he muttered to himself:
"Great Ming Weightlifting Champion? What kind of person could this be?"
He speculated inwardly: Could this so-called Great Ming Weightlifting Champion truly po…
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