Assassinating King Liao (Complete - Heavy Content)

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From 770 BC to 221 BC, the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods in Chinese history
took place. Due to the increasing power of the feudal lords and the decline of the Zhou emperor's authority, various hegemons rose and fell across the land.
Incessant warfare raged between the feudal states, and internal intrigues and schemes permeated every state. Wu She, a high-ranking official of Chu, was framed and his entire family was
executed. His second son, Wu Zixu, fled to Wu and sought refuge with Prince Guang.

Coincidentally, a political storm was brewing within Wu. Prince Guang was plotting to
assassinate his brother, King Liao of Wu, and seize the throne, and Wu Zixu became his most trusted advisor. One day, the two secretly
plotted the assassination in a secluded chamber.

"King Liao knows he has made too many enemies, so he's extremely cautious. He wears close-fitting soft armor whenever he goes out, making him impervious to ordinary swords and blades .
Add to that the elite guards protecting him every step of the way, alas." Prince Guang sighed halfway through his sentence and didn't
continue.

Wu Zixu said calmly, "Most of the world's famous swords come from Wu and Yue; soft armor is nothing to worry about. As long as we
separate King Liao from his guards, a sharp blade can take his life."

Prince Guang, who had been kneeling upright, suddenly sat up straight, excitedly pulling Wu Zixu along, saying:
"Does Zixu already have a good plan?"

Wu Zixu smiled slightly and said, "While it's not exactly a brilliant plan, I do have a scheme. King Liao loves grilled
fish. If you invite him out under the pretext of eating grilled fish, it'll be easy."

Upon hearing this, the prince's earlier excitement vanished instantly. He shook his head and said, "Alas, no, no! It's
true King Liao likes grilled fish, but he's invited all the famous grilled fish chefs from Wu to the palace. Even if we can lure him
out, he has guards by his side, even when he's bathing. We have no chance."

Wu Zixu laughed heartily and stood up, saying, "If you say it's ordinary grilled fish, King Liao won't be interested. But
you could say you've found a remarkable person who can grill fish using beautiful women, making it incredibly delicious. King Liao is greedy for beauty..."
"Food will surely tempt him, so you can offer him fish as a token of your loyalty to lure him to the villa outside the city."

Prince Guang clapped his hands and praised, "Zixu, what a brilliant plan! But what about those guards?"

Wu Zixu laughed, "Your Highness is truly wise for a lifetime but foolish for a moment. Cooking people for food is a great transgression in the world. If
word gets out, King Liao will be condemned by the world. How could he dare to enjoy this 'mermaid' in front of hundreds of guards?"

"Hahahaha, if it weren't for Zixu, when would my grand plan have been accomplished!" Prince Guang said, supporting Wu Zixu with both hands
, "When I become King of Wu, I will definitely send troops to destroy Chu and avenge you, Zixu!"

Thinking of the hatred for the massacre of his family, Wu Zixu couldn't help but kneel down before Prince Guang with tears in his eyes.

The two devised a plan and began preparations separately. Wu Zixu found the warrior Zhuan Zhu to act as assassin,
while Prince Guang acquired the Fish Intestine Sword forged by the master swordsmith Ou Yezi. However, finding a suitable "mermaid"

proved difficult for Prince Guang. After much thought, he concluded that only
his own dancer, Wan'er, was capable of sacrificing herself for King Liao and possessed unparalleled beauty.

Wan'er's father had originally been a minister of Wu, but was executed for offending King Liao. Prince Guang, taking pity on her
, secretly adopted her. Wan'er was now a beautiful young woman, Prince Guang's most beloved dancer
. Although Prince Guang was not heartless, he possessed the qualities of a ruthless hero. After some deliberation, he summoned Wan'er and explained the situation to her
. Upon hearing Gongzi Guang's plan, Wan'er knelt on the ground and said, "I was saved by you in the past
, and now I am willing to sacrifice myself to assassinate King Liao to avenge my parents. Your great kindness is immeasurable;
I will repay you even in my next life, as a cow or a horse." Wan'er then touched her head to the ground and bowed nine times before Gongzi Guang.

Gongzi Guang was completely taken aback by Wan'er's courage and quickly helped her up, promising to give her a proper burial and
exonerate her family. Wan'er, of course, was extremely grateful. Wu Zixu, thinking of his own plight
, felt a deep sense of sympathy and admired her greatly for being willing to be cooked and eaten to avenge her parents. He immediately took out a small jade bottle he carried with him and
handed it to Wan'er, saying, "Miss Wan'er, I have a 'Soul-Suppressing Pill' here, which
I obtained from a strange man long ago. After taking this pill, as long as the head is not severed, even if one is attacked by a thousand blades, one
will not die immediately. If you wish to witness King Liao's death, you might as well take this pill first."

Wan'er looked at Wu Zixu and said, "This pill must be extremely precious. How can I accept such a generous gift from you, sir?"

Wu Zixu said, "This pill was originally prepared by me for the King of Chu. I originally planned to capture the old traitor alive, force
him to take this pill, and then cut him into a thousand pieces to vent my hatred. Unfortunately, the old traitor died too young, and this pill remained..."
"It's no use going

Wan'er took the medicine bottle, and Wu Zixu added, "Young lady,
I must say one more thing: although taking this medicine will allow you to witness King Liao's execution, you will inevitably suffer the agony of being chopped and boiled in oil. You should think carefully." Wan'er replied,
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. What does suffering matter as long as I can see King Liao die?" With that, Wan'er bowed gracefully and
withdrew.

The next day, after the court assembly, Prince Guang whispered a few words to King Liao. King Liao, who had only half-yawned
, immediately stopped and excitedly grabbed Prince Guang's hand, asking, "Brother, is this true?" Prince Guang smiled broadly and
replied, "How could I dare deceive you, brother?" King Liao eagerly stood up, adjusting his robes
as he said, "Good, brother, wait a moment. After I change, I'll go with you to savor the delicacies. Hahahaha."

Soon after, King Liao, accompanied by his guards and Prince Guang, left the palace in a carriage. Little did he know that leaving
the palace meant stepping into the gates of hell. King Liao was extremely cautious on this trip, wearing three layers of iron armor to guard against assassination
. Prince Guang secretly thought how close he had come to disaster; if he hadn't obtained the precious sword, Yu Chang, earlier, it would have taken much longer.

Prince Guang led King Liao to a secluded garden outside the city. As Wu Zixu had predicted, King Liao indeed ordered
his guards to stand watch outside the garden, forbidding anyone from entering without his permission. Upon entering, King Liao saw that the garden was
lush with fruit trees and vibrant flowers, and in the center was a large lotus pond. Vermilion-painted covered bridges, like flying dragons,
glided across the rippling water, connecting pavilions and waterside terraces. A gentle breeze blew, causing the verdant lotus
leaves to ripple, like a green veil swaying on the water, while the pure white lotus blossoms swayed in the wind.
Like the delicate hands of a maiden washing clothes.

King Liao of Wu, accompanied by Prince Guang, ascended a waterside pavilion in the middle of the lake, taking in the breathtaking scenery. King Liao felt
a surge of joy and exclaimed, "My brother, you truly know how to enjoy life! I'm cooped up in the palace all day and
rarely see such beauty." Prince Guang bowed and said, "Brother, you flatter me. If you like it, I
would gladly offer this garden to you. You can come here anytime to enjoy the scenery and delicious food. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

King Liao had long been thinking about the "exquisite grilled fish" Prince Guang had mentioned, but he didn't want to urge him. Now that Prince Guang
had brought up the food himself, King Liao quickly said, "Haha, my brother is so thoughtful. Oh, by the way, the food you mentioned today
…" King Liao stopped mid-sentence, looking at Prince Guang. Prince Guang understood and pointed towards the lotus pond,
saying, "Brother, please look this way."

King Liao looked in the direction Prince Guang pointed and saw a small head
peeking out from among the lotus flowers where the water rippled. It was Prince Guang's favorite concubine, Wan'er. Wan'er's two smooth arms stretched out from the water, her fair
fingers slowly unfurling in the sunlight, like two lotus flowers slowly blooming.

Wan'er swam gently in the pond, lying on her back with her limbs moving lightly, the shimmering
water like a crystal dress on her body. Wan'er swam leisurely in the lotus pond, graceful as
a dragon maiden in the water. Just as Wan'er swam near a pavilion in the middle of the lake, suddenly a large net was cast into the water,
instantly trapping the carefree "dragon maiden" in it.

King Liao, lost in his reverie, couldn't help but cry out in alarm when he saw the "Dragon Girl" captured. Realizing his lapse in composure
, he gave Prince Guang an embarrassed smile and looked back at the pavilion in the middle of the lake. There, a man dressed as a cook
was pulling in a net—it was the warrior Zhuan Zhu. Like a fisherman, Zhuan Zhu slowly tightened the net, securing Wan'er
firmly within it. Seeing that the net was almost in, Zhuan Zhu
lifted Wan'er's smooth body from the water with a single pull. Most beauties from Jiangnan are slender, and Zhuan Zhu, with his great strength, lifted the beauty from the net with one hand,
making it seem as if he were carrying a large fish.

A set of cooking utensils had been prepared in the pavilion, especially the unusually large chopping board. Zhuan Zhu untied the net, placed Wan'er on the chopping board, and then used silk ribbons to securely bind

her wrists and ankles to the four iron rings on the board .
Although Wan'er had long been prepared to face death,
she couldn't help but feel fear as she faced slaughter. Her two small, white front teeth bit her crimson lower lip until it turned white,
her delicate fingers clenched tightly in her palms, and her slender body trembled slightly with fear. Glistening tears
rolled down her firm breasts like pearls.

King Liao, leaning on the railing, peered into the pavilion. His expression seemed worried about the fish on the chopping block
; anyone else would hardly guess he was the one to be eaten that day. Zhuan Zhu, however, showed no mercy.
He picked up a razor-sharp knife and pressed it against Wan'er's small navel. Wan'er trembled violently,
her breath catching in her throat. Zhuan Zhu pressed his left hand against her flat stomach and with a slight push of his right, a "plop" was heard,
like slicing open a ripe watermelon, as the knife tip pierced Wan'er's body.

Wan'er felt a chill on her navel as the blade pierced her abdomen. She had taken Wu Zixu
's Soul-Suppressing Pill beforehand, greatly increasing her pain tolerance and making her more acutely sensitive to pain
. The cold blade sliced along her delicate abdominal muscles; Wan'er could even feel the taut muscle fibers
being severed like harp strings. The intense pain caused her to arch her head and let out a mournful cry.

Panting heavily, Wan'er looked at her stomach. Her fair skin had been turned inside out
, the pink abdominal walls and tender yellow omentum shimmering with a fantastical luster in the sunlight. King Liao, watching the beauty disembowel herself
, felt a surge of emotion. He had never imagined that killing could be so beautiful. Looking at Wan'er's
exposed belly, he teased Prince Guang, "Brother, look, doesn't this beauty's exposed flesh resemble
a sliced melon?" Prince Guang replied respectfully, "Brother, your analogy is brilliant. As the king, your
subjects are like the fruits you cultivate, meant for your enjoyment." Prince Guang's flattery pleased King Liao greatly
, and he stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

However, Wan'er on the chopping block was not as amused as King Liao in the pavilion. Looking at her delicate pink belly,
Wan'er felt a pang of sorrow. She had once been a lady
of high birth, living a life of luxury even after her family was destroyed and she was taken in by Prince Guang. Today, for revenge, she not only had to seduce her enemy by exposing herself, but even her insides
had been exposed. Even being disemboweled, even being executed by Prince Guang, was acceptable.

The thought of Prince Guang brought a blush back to Wan'er's pale face, already contorted with pain. If it really were him
executing her, what would he do? What would he
do when he saw her abdomen, so soft and smooth, even more delicate than her own skin? Would he caress those soft muscles as if they were
her own skin, drawing circles on them with his fingers, kissing them after each circle, making her feel ticklish? Lost in thought, Wan'er
couldn't help but moan, her limbs writhing involuntarily. Her coy demeanor made King
Liao in the pavilion's blood boil. He pounded on the railing and shouted, "Haha, brother, look! This beauty, even after being disemboweled, is aroused
! Hahaha, brother, you'd better find me some beauties to relieve my lust!"

Lost in her fantasies, Wan'er didn't hear King Liao's shouts; she was still imagining how Prince Guang would caress
her. Zhuan Zhu, however, was clearly not as gentle as Gongzi Guang. His iron-like fingers lifted Wan'er's abdominal
wall and penetrated her abdominal cavity. The calluses on Zhuan Zhu's hands rubbed against Wan'er's abdominal wall like sandpaper, and the intense pain
pulled her back to reality. Zhuan Zhu's hands probed inside Wan'er's abdomen, his ten fingers spreading to support the slippery omentum and
scoop it upwards, lifting up the yellowish fat. The tearing pain intensified, and Wan'er
cried out as her stomach thrust upwards, the slippery intestines overflowing from her abdomen.

Zhuan Zhu set the omentum aside and reached out to gather the overflowing intestines. The soft intestines were
gathered together in Zhuan Zhu's hands, and Wan'er felt the warm, slippery substance brushing against her body, the delicate and smooth touch...
It was her own intestines! Before Wan'er could even savor the strange sensation, Zhuan Zhu's large hands were already
rummaging inside her stomach. The rummaging made Wan'er want to gag. After a
while, Zhuan Zhu found Wan'er's stomach. He gently pulled on the cardia where the stomach and esophagus met with his left hand. Wan'er felt
a wave of nausea and opened her mouth to scream, but only managed a few strange "gurgling" sounds. Zhuan Zhu had already
found the right spot and, with a gentle cut, severed Wan'er's esophagus. Wan'er opened her mouth, and a stream of bright red
blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Zhuan Zhu picked up a towel to wipe away the blood and then began to clean up the intestines. A pair of large hands
groped down the plump intestines, strong fingers kneading Wan'er's soft intestines inch by inch. If Wan'er
hadn't already emptied her stomach of all filth, she would have been utterly humiliated. After a few strokes, Zhuan Zhu finally found
Wan'er's rectum. He pinched the slippery intestines and, as usual, tugged at them. Wan'er's pink anus contracted with
each pull. Zhuan Zhu found the right spot and made another cut, removing Wan'er's entire intestines.

Zhuan Zhu scooped the intestines into a bucket of water. Wan'er watched him scoop up handfuls of her intestines,
feeling a pang of regret. Her soft belly had been filled with them; before, the young master
would always rest his head on her stomach after their lovemaking, but now that chance would be gone forever.

Soon, Zhuan Zhu had finished cleaning Wan'er's intestines; her once full belly was almost completely
emptied. Wan'er could even feel a gentle, cool breeze caressing her abdomen, like a mischievous boy
whispering in his beloved's ear. After cleaning her intestines, Zhuan Zhu reached into Wan'er
's lower abdomen and grasped her bladder. Wan'er had already emptied her bladder; the empty bladder felt like
a deflated balloon in his hand. Zhuan Zhu quickly removed Wan'er's bladder along with her kidneys.

Looking at her shrunken bladder, Wan'er couldn't help but recall her childhood when the old steward took her to the kitchen to watch fish being killed

. Back then, the chefs would gut the fish, emptying its intestines, leaving the swollen swim bladder on
the ground. Every time her brother saw this, he would rush over and stomp on the swim bladder, making a crackling sound. At the time, she
had found stomping on the swim bladder amusing; she never imagined she would be slaughtered like a fish.

Fortunately, Zhuan Zhu didn't smash her bladder on the ground; he still greatly
admired this girl determined to seek revenge. Zhuan Zhu then removed Wan'er's liver and spleen, leaving her heart and lungs untouched. This was something Wan'er had specifically asked
him to do beforehand; she wanted to live a little longer to witness her enemy's execution before she would be satisfied.

Zhuan Zhu then reached out and grasped Wan'er's uterus and vagina. These were now the last organs in her abdominal cavity,
her most precious organs, and now they too were about to leave her. These noble men were the most hypocritical;
in bed they loved these things dearly, but once dressed, they complained that they were dirty. Zhuan Zhu grabbed Wan'er
's vagina, and a sharp knife began to cut along her vulva from below. Wan'er could only endure the excruciating pain, letting him cut off
her precious possession. Just as the cutting was complete, Zhuan Zhu suddenly turned around, his broad back blocking
King Liao's view. In that split second, Zhuan Zhu pulled on Wan'er's vagina with his left hand,
ripping off her entire vulva. His right hand swiftly reached under the chopping block and pulled out the Fish Intestine Sword, which would later become famous throughout history.

The Fish Intestine Sword was named for its lack of the heavy weight of ancient swords from the pre-Qin and Han dynasties. It was
less than a foot long and an inch wide, yet incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through gold and jade—a natural weapon for assassination. Zhuan Zhu had
practiced his sword-switching technique countless times in preparation for this day. In the blink of an eye,
he had concealed the Fish Intestine Sword inside Wan'er's abdomen.

To avoid the sword's gleaming, Zhuan Zhu gripped the hilt and
thrust it into Wan'er's mutilated lower body. The blade pierced through her spine and into her vertebral canal, while the hilt remained hidden within her abdomen. Zhuan Zhu
deliberately cut open Wan'er's abdomen from the navel to leave enough skin to conceal the hilt.

Just as Zhuan Zhu was cutting off Wan'er's vagina, Wan'er gritted her teeth and endured the pain. But when the cold Fish Intestine Sword pierced
her spinal canal, the pain of the sharp blade wounding her spinal cord made her feel as if the sword had pierced her very soul
. The intense pain caused the already weakened Wan'er to stretch her neck and let out a sharp
wail. Her two slender legs, severed from her brain, gave a weak push and
collapsed onto the chopping block as if they had no bones.

King Liao of Wu was startled by Wan'er's violent reaction and turned to ask, "Brother, why did this beauty suddenly scream like that
?"

Prince Guang had already anticipated this and bowed, saying, "Brother, please look. The cook is removing her uterus
. This is the most delicate part of her body; how could she not scream?"

King Liao looked towards the pavilion again and saw Wan'er lying weakly on the chopping block. The cook, Zhuan Zhu,
was holding a tender, pink mass of flesh in his hands. Although he didn't recognize the mass,
he was very familiar with the two labia attached to the soft flesh beneath it. He immediately laughed, "Hahaha, Brother, you're absolutely right. Next time we catch
any female criminals, we must make them all taste this!"

Zhuan Zhu placed Wan'er's uterus aside and slowly poured a bucket of water over her body. At this moment, Wan'er
was delirious with pain, her eyes staring blankly into the distance as Zhuan Zhu washed the blood off her body. Zhuan
Zhu feared she might die before seeing King Liao's fate, which would render all her previous efforts futile. So he reached
out and patted her pale face, sprinkling some water on it. Only then did Wan'er come to her senses. The excruciating pain in her spine
had lessened considerably, and Wan'er was astonished to find that she felt no pain in her lower body at all—or rather, she
felt absolutely nothing. Her legs were still on her body, but when she tried to move them, there was no response.

Wan'er had no idea it was because her spine was broken. Just then, she turned her head and saw her own
vulva not far away, and couldn't help but think with a touch of self-mockery, "You wretched thing, without you I can't even feel my lower body. Did
women grow a lower body just to have a hole like this?"

Seeing that he was almost done washing, Zhuan Zhu dragged over a specially made large baking tray and picked some large pieces of...
Lotus leaves were laid out on the baking tray. Then, Wan'er was taken down from the chopping board and placed on the lotus leaves. Honey was taken from the side and
applied little by little to Wan'er's body. Covered in honey, Wan'er shimmered with a golden luster in the sunlight.

Zhuan Zhu then took a bowl of seasoning sauce and brushed it into Wan'er's abdominal cavity. The dripping sauce collected at
the wound in Wan'er's abdominal cavity, seeping along the Fish Intestine Sword into the spinal canal. Stimulated by the sauce, the spinal cord emitted a series of strong electric
waves that continuously assaulted Wan'er's brain, but Wan'er no longer had the strength to even groan, and could only silently endure
the torment.

Zhuan Zhu finished applying the sauce, wrapped her delicate body in lotus leaves, and then took the cleaned intestines
and tied them to the lotus leaves. At this moment, Wan'er looked like an infant wrapped in green swaddling clothes, except that these
"swaddling clothes" were not for welcoming new life, but rather for sending a young girl to the underworld.

The charcoal under the grill was already lit, and waves of heat scorched Wan'er's body through the verdant lotus leaves. Wan'er
felt as if every inch of her skin was being pierced by ten thousand needles. She was somewhat relieved that she
could no longer feel her lower body; otherwise, the pain would have been twice as intense. To prevent her from dying, Zhuan Zhu kept changing the wet towels
and placing them on her face to protect her head. Wan'er felt as if she was being pulled back from the brink of death time and time again, subjected
to endless torment.

The intense pain caused hallucinations to begin in her mind. She seemed to see
her long-dead family, the prince Guang who had cared for her so tenderly, and in a daze, she seemed to see the grinning King Liao. As the hallucinations
changed, Wan'er's beautiful face shifted between sorrow and joy, anger and resentment, displaying different expressions.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Wan'er heard a man's voice in her ear, "Girl, wake up,
the time has come." Wan'er instinctively regained her senses; this was the moment she and Zhuan Zhu had agreed upon—the moment to assassinate King Liao
. Hatred for her enemy instantly cleared her mind, even the pain in her body disappeared. She
opened her eyes and found the surrounding scenery exceptionally clear. She tried to take a breath but couldn't, yet she
could clearly smell the fragrance emanating from her own flesh. She suddenly realized she must be dead; this was
the true effect of the Soul-Suppressing Pill—though dead, her soul was temporarily retained in her head.

King Liao, smelling the aroma of roasted meat, was drooling without realizing it. Prince Guang, knowing the time had come,
excused himself to King Liao and left the pavilion. King Liao, focused solely on the food, didn't care whether he had made a hasty
escape or not. Seeing Prince Guang had left, Zhuan Zhu moved Wan'er to a large tray, picked it up, and walked up into the pavilion.

King Liao of Wu forced himself to remain seated upright, watching Zhuan Zhu. He saw that although the man's appearance was rough,
his manners were humble and proper, which pleased him even more. Zhuan Zhu placed the tray containing Wan'er's delicate body before King Liao, gently
tearing open the golden-brown lotus leaves, releasing a sweet aroma that filled King Liao's heart. Zhuan Zhu unwrapped all
the lotus leaves, revealing Wan'er's golden-brown flesh, which gleamed alluringly. Zhuan Zhu bowed and said,
"The roasted fish is ready, Your Majesty, please enjoy."

King Liao, unable to resist the beautiful roasted fish before him, picked up his chopsticks and said, "Excellent,
very well done. What is your name? I will reward you handsomely." Just then, King Liao caught a glimpse of Wan'er's
large, watery eyes staring at him, her pretty face contorted with rage, her small mouth wide open
as if she were about to pounce and bite his throat. King Liao, startled, cried out in alarm and
stumbled backward onto his seat, his chopsticks flying out of his hand.

Seeing his chance, Zhuan Zhu reached under Wan'er's body, pulled out the Fish Intestine Sword, and lunged at King Liao. King Liao
was stunned by the sight of Wan'er's severed head and intimidated by Zhuan Zhu's chilling killing intent. He tried to draw his sword to defend himself, but his body wouldn't obey
him. In that split second, the Fish Intestine Sword pierced the armor with a hissing sound and sparks flying
. The sword had pierced King Liao's heart and emerged from his back.

Zhuan Zhu stepped on King Liao's chest and said, "Then remember this well, my name is Zhuan Zhu!" With that,
Zhuan Zhu pulled out the Fish Intestine Sword, and King Liao screamed and died on the spot. The blood gushing from King Liao's chest splattered
onto Wan'er's face. Wan'er licked the salty, fishy blood with her rosy tongue and finally
closed her eyes in peace.

Hearing King Liao's screams, the guards outside the garden disregarded any imperial edicts and rushed in, drawing their weapons.

Zhuan Zhu bowed to the empty seat of Prince Guang and said, "Zhuan Zhu has fulfilled his mission. I wish you, Prince, a swift success in your hegemony!"
With that, Zhuan Zhu drew his Fish Gut Sword, roared, and charged at King Liao's guards.

Later, Prince Guang indeed became King of Wu, the King Helü recorded in history. After becoming King of Wu, Helü
fulfilled his promises one by one. He gave Wan'er a grand funeral and exonerated her entire family. He built the Zhuan Zhu Pagoda,
ensuring Zhuan Zhu's name as a warrior would be remembered for eternity. He also appointed Sun Tzu as general to conquer the State of Chu and avenge Wu Zixu. However,
using people to cook grilled fish was still a shameful act, and Helü naturally didn't allow it to spread. Historical
records only state "Zhuan Zhu presented roasted fish to assassinate King Liao," but don't explain what the "roasting" actually entailed. Centuries later,
the names Helü, Wu Zixu, Zhuan Zhu, and the Fish Intestine Sword are still talked about, but the identity of "Wan'er"
remains unknown.

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