My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

"His Majesty?"

Rui Shi was greatly alarmed.

"His Majesty!!!!"

The other ministers in the carriage also became anxious.

To have the emperor drive for you?

Are you kidding me?

Isn't this just a toilet with the light on?

"Get out of here."

Ying Zheng's tone was calm, yet his words left no room for argument.

Ruishi dared not disobey and quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the four ministers inside the carriage and several other ministers outside, Ying Zheng sat in the driver's seat.

"Your Majesty! You mustn't!"

Meng Yi was so frightened that his voice changed tone.

Zhang Han and the others in the back row were also pale-faced. The emperor himself was driving this carriage?

In case something goes wrong...

"What's the panic!"

Ying Zheng shouted a rebuke.

"Are you looking down on me? Let me tell you, I used to be a man who could charge into battle in a chariot!"

He placed his hands on the steering wheel, looking excited.

"Today, I will show you what 'lightning speed' truly means, and what 'my driving skills' are all about!"

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment and began to recall the steps Chen Mo had taught him.

Press the brake pedal, press the start button, shift into drive (D), release the brake, and gently press the accelerator...

"Hold on tight."

Ying Zheng gave a reminder, his tone tinged with obvious excitement.

Immediately afterwards, under the apprehensive gaze of the four senior ministers, Ying Zheng began to operate.

"Buzz—"

The vehicle started again, and the ride was exceptionally smooth.

Then, Ying Zheng moved his feet.

"Waaah—"

The electric motor instantly outputs torque, and the vehicle suddenly lurches forward!

Although Ying Zheng immediately withdrew his foot, the sudden push caused the four people, who had never experienced acceleration before, and a group of ministers to exclaim in surprise.

"Your Majesty! Slow down! Slow down!"

Wang Jian, sitting in the back row, was completely lost in thought.

Although he had fought on the battlefield for many years, he had never ridden in one of these things before.

The scenery outside the carriage window flashed by: chariots, palace walls, and the dumbfounded courtiers...

Everything was moving backward, and they sat in this quiet metal shell, experiencing an unprecedented speed and smoothness.

Ying Zheng, however, seemed to have found his footing. Although he was initially clumsy, he quickly mastered the knack of steady control.

The black Qin chariot began to spin around the square in front of Xianyang Palace at an even faster speed than before.

"how?"

As Ying Zheng steered the wheel, he asked in a loud voice, his tone smug.

"Compared to a four-horse chariot, which is faster or more stable? Does my chariot-driving skill meet your standards?"

Meng Yi gripped the handrail above the car door tightly; it was the last straw he had found. His face was pale.

However, it must be admitted that this speed and this smoothness far surpass any horse-drawn carriage.

He said in a trembling voice.

"Your Majesty's skill is divine... This chariot... This chariot is truly a marvel... It's incredibly fast and stable..."

This "divine skill" is truly terrifying.

Meng Yi added in his mind.

Wang Li, Wang Jian, and Zhang Han, sitting in the back row, were speechless and could only nod frantically, their awe of the emperor growing even stronger.

If Your Majesty can master even such a "work of nature", what else is there that Your Majesty cannot do?

Ying Zheng wandered around the Xianyang Palace a few times, but he found it boring and uninteresting.

"Hold on tight."

Ying Zheng spoke again.

Before the four could react, he pressed the accelerator slightly harder, turned the steering wheel, and the black Qin car emitted a low hum as it suddenly accelerated.

"Your Majesty! Direction...the palace gate!"

Meng Yi gasped in shock, his heart pounding in his chest.

Ying Zheng acted as if he hadn't heard.

The guards at the palace gates had already been alerted by the commotion in the square.

Upon seeing this unprecedented black "iron box" not only not slowing down, but instead accelerating towards them, everyone was greatly alarmed.

"Halt! This is a restricted area! All vehicles must stop immediately!"

The guard captain was a burly, dark-skinned, and fierce soldier.

Although he was also surprised by the strange, horseless carriage, he was bound by duty and immediately stepped forward with his halberd, shouting loudly.

Dozens of guards beside him also instinctively formed a blocking formation, their long halberds like a forest, pointing at the oncoming vehicle.

Amidst the faint warning signals emanating from the palace walls, the figures of crossbowmen appeared behind the battlements.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

The black Qin chariot, instead of slowing down, increased its speed and rushed straight towards the palace gate!

The guards could even see their own shocked and distorted faces reflected in the smooth hood of the car.

"Stop it!"

The captain of the guard, his eyes blazing with fury, thought some kind of sorcerer was driving a strange object to storm the palace, and was about to order the arrows to be fired and the gates to be closed.

At this critical moment—

"squeak--!"

A short, sharp screech of friction rang out as the black Qin chariot came to a stop in front of the palace gate.

A little dust rose up.

Inside the car, Meng Yi and the other two were already dizzy and lightheaded from the frantic sprinting and sudden braking, and were on the verge of vomiting.

Wang Jian even complained that he was suffering.

The palace guards broke out in a cold sweat, their halberds trembling slightly as they stared intently at the steel monster so close to them.

In the dead silence, the driver's side window slowly rolled down.

The captain of the guard gripped his halberd tightly, held his breath, and stared intently at the lowered carriage window, preparing himself to face any demons or enemy chieftains.

Then, he saw a face.

A face so familiar it was etched into his very bones, so imposing it took his breath away.

Guard Captain: ? ? ?

In an instant, the whole world seemed to lose its color, leaving only the face before me.

Ying Zheng gave him a look.

"Make them open the door!"

He was silent for a moment, then immediately roared at his men.

"Open the palace gates quickly!!! Open them now!!!"

As the palace gates opened, the black sedan sped off.

Only a group of terrified guards remained in front of the palace gates, looking at each other in disbelief.

Only after the dust from the convoy had completely settled and the palace gates slowly closed again did a few young guards who were a little further away and hadn't seen what was happening inside the carriages come over to ask.

"Team leader, captain..."

A bold soldier swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly.

"Just now... what kind of monster was that? Without a horse or yoke, it galloped like lightning, shaped like an iron coffin... Why... why did you order the gates opened? According to the law, if an unidentified vehicle rushes into the palace, shouldn't we stop it with all our might, even... kill it without mercy?"

The others nodded in agreement, still shaken.

The guard captain was brought back to reality by his subordinate's words. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his still wildly beating heart and chaotic thoughts.

Seeing their usually serious captain in such a state, everyone became even more curious and crowded around.

"Captain, why are you making that face?"

After a long while, he said with a complicated expression.

"I don't know who's in the car."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the soldiers.

All I know is—

"The one driving the carriage is His Majesty."

Soldiers: ? ? ?

The air froze again.

The young guards stared wide-eyed and gaped.

His face was filled with a bewilderment and disbelief ten times stronger than when he saw the "iron box" rushing through the door.

Is His Majesty driving?

Is His Majesty driving a carriage for someone?

What is sacred?

May His Majesty drive?

Could he be a legendary immortal?

From then on, a legend arose in Xianyang Palace.

There are immortals in the palace!

He even had His Majesty drive his carriage.

The legend spread far and wide, even reaching people outside of Xianyang.