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

"Oh, you're awake?"

Zhao Huan looked at Bai Qi.

"Old man, you're pretty resilient. I hit you with a chop to the neck, and you woke up so quickly."

Bai Qi was so angry he almost fainted again. He tried to struggle, but found that the ropes binding him were tied in a special way; the harder he tried, the tighter they became.

"Father, come and see."

Zhao Huan waved to Ying Zheng.

"Yesterday evening, this old man was loitering suspiciously at the entrance of our village. I sensed something was wrong, so I led him to the back mountain."

"And guess what? Without saying a word, he went straight for the kill, every move aimed to kill!"

Zhao Huan pointed at Bai Qi, his face full of lingering fear and grievance, though of course, it was all an act.

"If it weren't for my decent skills and quick reflexes, what you'd see now might be my corpse!"

"Dad, before I knocked this old man unconscious, he said he was one of yours. Is that true?"

Ying Zheng looked at Bai Qi, who was lying on the ground in a sorry state, and then at Zhao Huan, who looked like he was begging for praise. His lips twitched involuntarily.

He sent Bai Qi to test Zhao Huan's abilities and secretly protect him; he had considered many possibilities.

It's possible that Bai Qi could fight Zhao Huan to a standstill, or that Zhao Huan would be no match for him, and that Bai Qi would show mercy at the crucial moment.

But I never expected things to turn out this way.

The god of war of Qin, the undefeated legend in the army, was actually dealt with by this "good son" in no time, and was even tied up like a dumpling and thrown into the woodshed?

This……

Ying Zheng felt a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and tried his best to maintain his dignity.

"Ahem, that's right, Lao Bai is one of my men."

He decided to smooth things over.

"Huan'er, didn't you disarm Old Meng in one move? I'm curious, so I'll have Old Bai test your skills."

"Father also wants to see just how strong my son is. At the same time, he also wants him to stay by your side in the future to protect your safety."

Ying Zheng's words were perfectly worded, explaining Bai Qi's behavior while also demonstrating his "love" for his son.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huan immediately understood.

So it was a "test of understanding" arranged by Dad!

He knew it! Why did this old man go all out right from the start? He was testing my strength.

"Dad, you really scared me to death!"

Zhao Huan breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a little smug.

"But Father, your subordinate is no good. He's too weak. I hadn't even used much force before he collapsed."

"..."

Bai Qi was lying on the ground when he heard these words, and a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat.

So fragile?

You call that not using enough force?

Each of those punches was like a battering ram; you almost broke my bones!

Ying Zheng's face twitched again.

He felt he couldn't let Zhao Huan continue, or Bai Qi would lose all face.

"Alright, now that we're on the same side, let's untie Lao Bai quickly."

Ying Zheng gave the order.

Just then, Li Si, who had been standing to the side trying to keep his presence to himself, recognized Bai Qi's identity.

"Bai...Bai Qi?!"

His eyes widened as he pointed at the old man on the ground, his voice trembling.

Meng Tian and Meng Yi also came over, and when they saw the face that, though aged, had distinct features, they both gasped in surprise.

"Bai Qi! It really is Bai Qi!"

Although they had never met Bai Qi in person, as high-ranking generals and important officials of the Qin Dynasty, they had all seen the portrait of Lord Wu'an Bai Qi in the Hall of Meritorious Officials in the ancestral temple!

The old man in front of me, apart from being a bit old, had the same eyebrows, eyes, and expression as the one in the portrait!

Wasn't Lord Wu'an given death by the late king long ago?

How did I end up here? And why am I the "Old Bai" that His Majesty is talking about?

A tremendous shock ran through the three men's minds. They looked at Ying Zheng, their eyes filled with astonishment and questions.

The methods employed by the Qin kings throughout history were truly unfathomable!

Even the God of Slaughter, Bai Qi, could be secretly preserved as a trump card for the Qin Dynasty!

"Shut up!"

Ying Zheng gave a low shout, his sharp gaze sweeping over the three of them.

Li Si and the Meng brothers were instantly jolted awake, realizing they had lost their composure. They quickly lowered their heads and dared not say another word.

But the shock in their hearts lingered for a long time.

Zhao Huan was somewhat bewildered by their exaggerated reactions and looked at the old man on the ground.

"Bai Qi? You know him?"

"This old man is called Bai Qi? He shares the same name as that god of war in history, what a coincidence."

Zhao Huan didn't even consider the possibility of it.

In his view, Bai Qi in history died more than a hundred years ago, so how could he possibly be alive now?

This old man is just someone with the same name.

Upon hearing Zhao Huan's words, Li Si and the others were filled with turmoil.

Same name? Coincidence?

This young master Huan had no idea what a terrifying being he had bound up!

Seeing this, Ying Zheng continued in the same vein as Zhao Huan.

"Yes, it's just a coincidence of names. I was quite surprised when I first found out."

When Ying Zheng first learned of this, he was indeed surprised, but what surprised him most was that Bai Qi was still alive. He stepped forward and personally untied Bai Qi's ropes.

Bai Qi leaped to his feet, stretched his wrists which had gone numb from being strangled, and looked at Zhao Huan with a complex expression.

He looked at Ying Zheng, as if to say something, but Ying Zheng stopped him with a look.

Zhao Huan ignored the exchange of glances between them, walked over, and casually patted Bai Qi on the shoulder.

"Old Bai, right? We're family now. Please don't take it to heart if I offended you earlier."

"But seriously, you went way too far. You'd better take it easy next time you spar."

Bai Qi: "..."

He felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger. This kid, he got the benefit and then acted innocent.

Seeing the awkward situation, Ying Zheng quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, stop standing there. Huan'er, didn't you say you were going to cook? Your father is hungry."

"Yes, yes, yes! Look at my memory!"

Zhao Huan slapped his forehead. "You just wait, today I'll let you taste my unique cooking!"

He continued preparing his hot pot with great enthusiasm.

In the courtyard were Ying Zheng, Li Si, Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, and Bai Qi, whose face was ashen.

The five people looked at each other, and the atmosphere became somewhat strange.

Zhao Huan was busy in the kitchen.

He poured the hot pot base he had previously prepared into a large earthenware pot, added the simmered broth, and soon, a rich, spicy, and incredibly potent aroma filled the entire courtyard.

This smell was something that Ying Zheng and his four companions had never smelled before.

It smells so good!

Unlike the rich flavor of ordinary meat soup, or the smoky aroma of roasted meat, it has a unique, spicy fragrance that makes your stomach rumble.

Li Si and Meng Yi couldn't help but crane their necks to look towards the kitchen.

Bai Qi couldn't help but twitch his nose.

Only Ying Zheng and Meng Tian remained calm despite the taste of the braised pork, but the movement of their Adam's apples betrayed their inner desires.

Soon, Zhao Huan came out carrying a large earthenware pot, followed by two villagers who were helping him carry a large wooden table.

The table was placed in the center of the courtyard, with an earthenware pot in the middle, and a small fire burning underneath. The red soup in the pot was bubbling and boiling, and the aroma was even more enticing.

Then, as if by magic, Zhao Huan brought out plates of thinly sliced ​​mutton and pork, as well as various clean vegetables and mushrooms, and plates of golden potato slices.

"Come, come, have a seat!"

Zhao Huan greeted them warmly.

"Father, Old Meng, Butler Li, Guard Meng, and... Old Bai, please make yourselves at home."

The five people sat down around the table, looking at the novel scene before them, and were all a little at a loss.