Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

Zhao Family Village, outside Lantian County.

A figure appeared under the old locust tree at the village entrance.

He was an old man with gray hair and beard, wearing a tattered soldier's uniform, and his face was covered in dust. He looked like a refugee who had escaped from a defeated army.

He leaned against the tree trunk, his body hunched over, yet he possessed a pine-like uprightness, and no matter how many people came and went at the village entrance, his posture never relaxed in the slightest.

This man was none other than Bai Qi, the Lord of Wu'an, who had come to investigate Zhao Huan on the orders of Ying Zheng.

He had been lingering here for a long time, and the wealth and tranquility of Zhao Village were exactly as Ying Zheng had described.

The houses are made of blue bricks and tiles, and the paths crisscross the fields. The villagers coming and going have rosy complexions and are full of energy.

In the present-day Qin Dynasty, this was practically a paradise on earth.

The creator of all this was just an eighteen-year-old boy.

Bai Qi harbored doubts and scrutiny. The elixir of immortality bestowed by His Majesty was indeed miraculous, but the "system teacher" and "future vision" mentioned by this young man were far too unbelievable.

He wanted to test just how capable this boy, whom His Majesty called "Huan'er," really was.

Just then, the courtyard gate not far away creaked open.

Zhao Huan walked out of the courtyard, intending to go to the small river outside the village.

He immediately noticed the old man under the locust tree.

There's something strange about this old man.

Although he was dressed in tattered clothes and looked destitute, his posture and the occasional glances he gave were sharper than those of an ordinary veteran.

It was a vigilance and killing intent honed only through countless battles and bloodshed.

Zhao Huan had a plan in mind, but he remained outwardly calm and walked straight over.

"Old man, are you from out of town?" Zhao Huan stopped in front of the old man, speaking casually.

Bai Qi raised his head, his cloudy eyes scrutinizing Zhao Huan, and replied, "Yes, I'm an old soldier. After retiring, my hometown suffered a disaster, and I had nowhere to go but to wander around begging for food."

"Judging by your physique, you don't look like an ordinary veteran," Zhao Huan said with a smile.

"The more people you kill, the tougher you become," Bai Qi replied frankly.

Zhao Huan understood immediately; this old man was no ordinary person.

"Since we have nowhere to go, why don't we come into the village and have a drink of water?" Zhao Huan invited, turning and walking into the village, seemingly completely unguarded.

Bai Qi followed without hesitation.

He wanted to see what Zhao Huan was really up to.

Instead of taking the main road in the village, Zhao Huan led Bai Qi onto a secluded forest path leading to the back of the mountain, a path rarely used by anyone.

The path was secluded and deep, with trees on both sides providing ample shade.

As soon as I stepped into the depths of the path, there was no sound behind me.

Instead, there was the sound of something cutting through the air!

Bai Qi moved without warning.

One moment he was a frail old man, the next he transformed into a hunting eagle.

A withered hand reached out, its five fingers forming a claw, aiming straight for Zhao Huan's nape and throat!

However, he missed his target.

Zhao Huan slid half a step to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly claw.

Bai Qi was slightly startled.

He didn't see clearly how Zhao Huan dodged it.

Before he could change his move, Zhao Huan had already turned around and threw a punch with his backhand.

Before the fist even arrived, the force of the punch already created a low whistling sound in the air.

Bai Qi's expression changed.

This force is unbelievably strong!

He abandoned all his contempt, straightened his back, and crossed his arms to block in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

Their fists clashed, producing a dull thud.

Bai Qi felt an immense force coming from his arms, and he uncontrollably staggered back three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

He steadied himself, his arms tingling with numbness—such domineering strength.

"Old man, this doesn't look like you're begging for water." Zhao Huan withdrew his fist, cracked his wrists, and still had a smile on his face.

Bai Qi ignored him, but was greatly alarmed. He hadn't expected Zhao Huan to react so quickly and be so powerful. He immediately abandoned his contempt and went all out.

The two clashed fiercely on the forest path. Bai Qi's moves were wide and powerful, each strike deadly, full of ruthless and bloodthirsty aura.

Zhao Huan's moves may seem simple, but he always manages to strike first after being the one to strike later, suppressing Bai Qi with absolute power and speed.

Bai Qi grew increasingly terrified as the fight progressed, feeling as if he were facing not a human, but a primordial beast in human skin.

After a hundred rounds of fierce fighting, Bai Qi feigned an opening, hoping to win by trading blows, but Zhao Huan saw through his plan.

Zhao Huan seized the opportunity and delivered a precise chop to Bai Qi's neck.

Bai Qi's vision went black, and with his last ounce of strength, he uttered, "My lord... Zhao Zheng..."

Zhao Huan's hand, which was about to deliver the killing blow, stopped in mid-air. He looked at the unconscious Bai Qi with a look of astonishment.

Zhao Zheng?

my dad?

He looked at the unconscious "Old White" on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Is this one of Dad's men?

He crouched down and checked Bai Qi's injuries. He had only been knocked unconscious and had a red mark on his neck, but there was nothing seriously wrong.

Zhao Huan breathed a sigh of relief, then sighed again.

This old man's skills are simply monstrous.

The guard commander called "Old Meng" was also a master, but he probably wouldn't last more than ten moves against this old man.

My dad is amazing.

Having been in business for so many years, where did you find so many monster-level experts?

Zhao Huan began to get excited.

With such a fierce general, the success rate of their "rebellion" increased even further.

When the time comes, let Old Meng lead one team and this old man lead another team, wouldn't they be able to walk sideways?

He was secretly pleased with himself, but his hands moved quickly, dragging Bai Qi by the foot and pulling him towards the courtyard.

Back in the courtyard, Zhao Huan threw Bai Qi to the ground and found a rope.

He bound Bai Qi's hands and feet tightly, then wrapped the rope around his body several times and tied a tight knot.

After doing all this, they threw the person into the woodshed.

"Old man, you're really ruthless. You're trying to kill me right away," Zhao Huan muttered to the unconscious Bai Qi as he tied him up.

"Is there a problem with team discipline? Are all the new guys this unruly? They want to kill the boss's son the moment they meet him?"

"What will happen if the team gets bigger in the future?"

"No, we have to have a serious talk with my father about this. We need to set some rules! Rewards and punishments must be clearly defined, otherwise people's morale will collapse."

"Since you're quite skilled, I'll put you in solitary confinement for a few days. I'll decide what to do with you when my father gets back."

Zhao Huan dusted off his hands, looked at Bai Qi who was bound like a dumpling, and nodded in satisfaction.

He closed the door to the woodshed and went to the kitchen.

After their fight, they were hungry. They quickly grabbed something to eat, wolfed it down, and then made sure to check on the woodshed.

Bai Qi remained unconscious, lying motionless on the ground.

Zhao Huan was worried, so he stepped forward and kicked him.

no response.

Now he was completely relieved, turned around and went back into the house to rest.

When Dad comes back and sees that I helped him "subdue" such a fierce general, he will definitely praise me.