Qin Dynasty: Ying Zheng is my brother, I am the Bad Commander

Upon hearing this, the entire private room fell into a deathly silence.

Only the ambergris burning in the Boshan incense burner in the corner was still making a very faint crackling sound.

Jing Ke stared wide-eyed at Ying Chen, who was standing right in front of him, as if he were a madman.

Gongsun Li was also incredulous. She even forgot to cry and stared blankly at the Qin prince who had been mercilessly mocking them one second and then extending an olive branch to them the next.

"What...what did you say?"

Jing Ke swallowed hard, his voice stammering with shock.

"You...you want to recruit me?"

Jing Ke felt that this world was simply too crazy.

"Ying Chen, are you crazy?" Jing Ke couldn't help but take a half step back, looking at Ying Chen as if he were a monster.

"I am from the State of Wei! My master was Gongsun Yu, who died under the iron cavalry of your State of Qin! Just now in the Qianlong Hall, I swore that I would avenge myself on you and kill you!"

"And you, a prince of the mighty Qin Dynasty, actually want to recruit me, your enemy whom you hate to the core? Aren't you afraid that I'll feign surrender and then find an opportunity to stab you through the throat with my sword?!"

Jing Ke's questioning echoed in the private room, each word filled with disbelief and absurdity.

Faced with Jing Ke's questioning, Ying Chen showed no anger whatsoever; instead, he laughed with extreme relaxation.

"Fear? That word doesn't exist in my dictionary."

Ying Chen turned around, walked to the window, and pushed open the carved wooden window.

Outside the window, the bustling streets of Xinzheng City are filled with traffic and lively chatter.

"Jing Ke, you overestimate yourself and underestimate me."

Ying Chen stood with his back to Jing Ke, gazing at the crowds outside the window, his voice radiating an air of absolute confidence and domineering power.

"It's normal for you to hate me and hate the Qin state. Because we are the conquerors, and you are the conquered."

"But hatred can't feed you, nor can it become a shield to protect your junior sister."

Ying Chen turned around, his gaze fixed intently on Jing Ke.

"The reason I recruited you is because I saw your potential and your commitment to promises. You are a peerless sword yet to be sharpened; with proper polishing, you can become the sharpest blade in the world."

"As for the assassination you mentioned..."

Ying Chen smiled contemptuously and pointed to Jing Ni and Yan Fei standing behind him.

"As long as your sword is fast enough, you can take my head anytime."

"But the prerequisite is that you have to have that ability."

Ying Chen walked back to the table, placed his hands on the surface, leaned forward, stared intently into Jing Ke's eyes, and threw out his last chip.

"Join the Bad Guys and serve me as your master."

"I will give you the most advanced swordsmanship manuals and inexhaustible training resources, allowing you to become the world's top swordsman in the shortest amount of time!"

"More importantly..."

Ying Chen's gaze passed over Jing Ke and landed on Gongsun Li.

"As long as you become a member of the Bad Guys, as long as you don't betray me for a single day, I, Ying Chen, hereby swear that throughout the seven kingdoms, whether kings and generals or commoners, if anyone dares to lay a finger on Gongsun Li, I will exterminate their entire family and wipe out their nine generations!"

"This is my promise to you as the Prince of Qin."

Ying Chen's voice boomed like a great bell in the private room, making Jing Ke and Gongsun Li's eardrums ring.

Now, tell me your answer.

"Is it to continue your life of wandering like stray dogs with your junior sister, always ready to be devoured by the beasts lurking in the shadows?"

"Or should you grasp the sword I gave you, become a member of the Bad Guys, and use your own strength to create an absolutely safe haven for your junior sister?"

Ying Chen extended his right hand, palm up, and held it quietly in mid-air, awaiting Jing Ke's decision.

Jing Ke looked at Ying Chen's fair and slender hand, then turned his head to look at Gongsun Li, who was standing beside him with tears streaming down her face and looked pitiful.

In his mind, the cruel scenes Ying Chen had just described and his resounding promise kept replaying.

"Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Gongsun Li will be exterminated, their entire family wiped out, and their nine generations exterminated!"

These words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through all the confusion and struggle in Jing Ke's heart.

He hated the Qin state, but he was even more afraid of failing his master's last entrustment and causing harm to his junior sister.

Jing Ke took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the struggle and hesitation in them had completely disappeared, replaced by a resolute determination.

He didn't reach out to shake Ying Chen's hand, but instead suddenly knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and lowered his head deeply.

"Jing Ke, a remnant of the state of Wei."

"I am willing to join the Bad Guys and die for you, young master!"

Gongsun Li, standing to the side, looked at her senior brother kneeling on the ground, covered her mouth, and tears streamed down her face once again.

But this time, she didn't stop him, because she knew that her senior brother was doing all this for her sake.

Looking at Jing Ke kneeling before him, Ying Chen finally smiled with satisfaction.

Looking at Jing Ke kneeling before him, Ying Chen finally smiled with satisfaction.

He withdrew his hands, placing them behind his back, and looked down at Jing Ke, saying calmly, "Very good. From today onwards, you are one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits of the Bad Guys, codename: Dark Star."

"Remember what you said today. Once a bad guy, always a bad guy."

"If there is any betrayal, I will search the heavens and the underworld to show you what it truly means to wish you were dead."

After saying that, he did not immediately tell Jing Ke to get up, but slowly turned his head and cast his gaze at Jing Ni behind him.

Then, Jingni turned around gracefully, pushed open the door of the private room, and quietly slipped out, closing the door tightly behind her.

With Jingni gone, the atmosphere in the private room eased a little.

Yan Fei, who had been standing quietly by the table, was now staring at Ying Chen's profile with an extremely complex gaze.

At this moment, a strange brilliance shone in her beautiful eyes.

Before today, or even just before that moment, Ying Chen's image in Yan Fei's eyes was more that of a lazy, lecherous, and somewhat dissolute young master from the Qin state.

She even doubted at one point whether she had seen it wrong.

But just now, when Ying Chen stood up and, with that superior and unquestionable demeanor, tore open the cruel reality and laid it bare before Jing Ke, and with that domineering air of a king extending an olive branch to recruit her, Yan Fei saw a completely different Ying Chen.

He was a ruler who strategized, controlled people's hearts, and could manipulate heroes from all over the world.

He doesn't need to draw his sword; every word he utters is the sharpest sword, striking the depths of the enemy's soul, leaving them with no way to avoid it and only the option to submit obediently.

Just as Yan Fei was lost in thought and her eyes were somewhat dazed, Ying Chen seemed to notice the burning gaze beside him.

He slowly turned his head, and his eyes met Yan Fei's beautiful eyes, which were still shimmering with a mesmerizing light.