Qin Dynasty: Who offended my frail and sickly minister?

But Liu Bang kept rambling on and on, his words coming out like a machine gun, one after another, he just couldn't stop.

"Sir, you don't know this, but from the first moment I saw you, I knew you were the benefactor who had come to save my brother!"

Zhou Wenqing remained expressionless, this time not even bothering to give a perfunctory response.

Nonsense, don't you even remember what our situation was when we first met?

With pursuers swarming the city and knives practically at your necks, at this critical moment, let alone me, even a random passerby who steps in to help would be seen as a benefactor descending from the heavens to save you.

Liu Bang, however, did not think so. Instead, he followed his own train of thought, becoming more and more certain, and his tone became increasingly resolute:

"Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen? The city gates were tightly closed that day, making it impossible for ordinary people to enter. Yet you decisively ordered a night raid, timing it perfectly, just in time to save me, Brother Xiao, Brother Fan, and all our brothers!"

So, my timely arrival to save people is being treated as premeditated planning? Does that mean that if I had arrived a little later and watched your brothers die, it would have been to your liking?

Furthermore, the city gates were locked prematurely that day for no apparent reason. The situation was abnormal in every way. Anyone who paid a little attention could see that something was wrong. Did he not use his brain at all? Could he possibly calculate and predict everything?

Zhou Wenqing subtly shrank further into the corner of the carriage, deliberately distancing himself from the man who was so excited that he seemed to have "brainstem deficiency".

Now that things have come to this, he no longer expects to be able to explain things clearly. In any case, the other party is already immersed in their own imagined world, and it would be a waste of breath to say anything.

The only hope is that this guy doesn't spit on himself—and infect him with his stupidity too!

Finally, Liu Bang excitedly slapped his thigh and drew a conclusion:

"Sir, your predictions are more than just brilliant; they're practically prophetic! Please don't keep it from me anymore."

He leaned forward, almost prostrating himself in front of Zhou Wenqing, his face filled with eager excitement: "Please tell me quickly, are you really some reclusive master from somewhere?"

Zhou Wenqing: "..."

With the back of his head pressed against the car wall, he had nowhere left to retreat. He raised his hand to rub his temples, his voice carrying a weary tone of having given up the struggle:

"...Fine, fine, think whatever you want, as long as you're happy."

"Sir, you admit it!!!"

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

Zhou Wenqing opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he heard a "bang".

Overjoyed, Liu Bang leaped up, his head slamming hard against the roof of the carriage, causing the entire carriage to tremble slightly. However, he merely shrank his neck instinctively, completely ignoring the pain of the impact. His heart and eyes were filled only with the joy of this unexpected opportunity, and he eagerly pressed for an answer:

"Sir, regarding the name 'Liu Bang' you gave me, should I simply change it to my given name, or should I use it as my courtesy name? I don't have one yet!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head sharply, reached out and grabbed Fan Kuai, who had been listening in a daze the whole time.

"And Fan Kuai!"

Liu Bang pulled the man towards Zhou Wenqing, his tone earnest:

"Sir, please give Fan Kuai a name as well. From now on, we brothers will share in the heavenly secrets, achieve great deeds, and become famous throughout the land!"

Fan Kuai was pulled forward, glanced blankly at Zhou Wenqing, then suddenly lowered his head, clenched his fists nervously, and stammered in refusal:

"No, no, I, I... I wouldn't dare trouble you, sir."

What are you so nervous about?!

Has even Fan Kuai been brainwashed?

Seeing him in the same state, Zhou Wenqing finally reached his breaking point and, unable to contain himself any longer, shouted:

"Enough—!"