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

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Ying Chen's gaze inadvertently swept over the rosewood table in front of him.

On the edge of the table, there was something.

That was a visiting card.

A visiting card made of the finest black silk, with gold thread inlaid along the edges, exuding an air of solemnity and luxury.

Ying Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

He reached out his hand, and the visiting card rose out of thin air from the wooden table and flew into Ying Chen's hand.

The silk felt cold to the touch. Several large characters were written on it in a dark red ink, their strokes wild and arrogant, exuding a strong sense of bloodlust and unbridled pride. It was as if the characters weren't written, but rather carved with swords.

Ying Chen slowly opened the visiting card, his gaze sweeping over it.

The letter of invitation was very simple, containing only a few words, but it was filled with a condescending tone and a subtle threat.

"Tonight at Hai hour, the General's Mansion has prepared a simple feast and cordially invites you, young master, to come over for a chat and to enjoy the night view of Xinzheng together. We hope that you will honor us with your presence and will not refuse."

Signed: Ji Wuye, General of the State of Korea.

Looking at the invitation card that exuded a dangerous aura, Ying Chen suddenly smiled.

His laughter started low and deep, then grew louder and louder, eventually echoing throughout the spacious private room, revealing a kind of arrogant and unrestrained arrogance.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ying Chen casually tossed the visiting card onto the table, as if it were a worthless piece of trash.

"Ji Wuye, I thought you would be patient for a few more days, but I didn't expect you to lose your temper so quickly."

Ying Chen stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the General's Mansion in the distance, which resembled a black behemoth perched in the center of Xinzheng City.

"Blocking the city gates and cutting off the supply lines are just the methods you use to deal with Han Fei and those ordinary people." Ying Chen's eyes became incredibly sharp, like a drawn sword. "But this invitation is the real killing move you're using against me."

Ying Chen knew very well what Ji Wuye was planning.

Jade Tiger's assets have been emptied by the Money-Gathering Pavilion. If Ji Wuye wants to get the money back and recover Nightfall's losses, he must confront him directly.

This invitation to a banquet was nothing but a trap.

Ji Wuye intended to use the heavy military force of the General's Mansion and the top assassins of Bai Niao on his own territory to give him a warning, and even... force him to vomit up the meat he had eaten.

"Trying to steal meat from my mouth, Ying Chen?"

"You, Ji Wuye, dare to challenge me?"

Ying Chen turned around and strode out of the private room.

The night spread out like thick ink, shrouding the city of Xinzheng in a deep shadow.

With Yan Fei's departure, the elegant room of Zi Lan Xuan lost its cool and fragrant atmosphere. Ying Chen only brought Jing Ni with him when he went to the General's Mansion.

Tonight, Jingni wore an extremely elegant white dress. It shimmered softly in the moonlight, and the fitted cut perfectly outlined her tall and graceful figure.

Her long, black hair was casually tied up with a single white jade hairpin, with a few playful strands falling beside her fair and slender swan neck, adding a touch of gentleness and fragility.

……

When Ying Chen brought Jing Ni to the gate of the General's Mansion, the air seemed to be filled with a strong aura of iron and blood and killing intent.

The steward of the general's mansion, who was in charge of greeting guests, saw that Ying Chen had only brought a frail maid in a white dress, and a hint of undisguised surprise flashed in his eyes. However, he still forced a stiff smile and bowed slightly, saying, "Young master, it is an honor to have you here. The general has been waiting in the main hall for a long time. Please follow me."

Ying Chen nodded slightly and stepped into the mansion, which was seen by Koreans as a den of dragons and tigers.

Along the way, they passed through corridors and buildings. Using his keen sense of presence, Ying Chen could clearly sense dozens of extremely hidden and dangerous auras lurking behind the artificial hills, atop rooftops, and in dark corners. These were the elite assassins of the Hundred Birds, their gazes fixed on Ying Chen and Jing Ni like venomous snakes. At Ji Wuye's command, they would transform into a swarm of black feathers, tearing the intruders to shreds.

Despite the overwhelming danger, Ying Chen's smile did not diminish in the slightest, as if he were simply strolling leisurely in his own backyard.

Jing Ni, who was following behind him, didn't even lift her eyelids. Those Hundred Bird Assassins hiding in the shadows were nothing more than insignificant fledglings in front of her.

Soon, the butler led the two to the main gate of the General's Mansion.

"Young master, please." The butler pushed open the heavy vermilion-colored copper-clad door and gestured for him to enter.

Ying Chen stepped over the high threshold with his hands behind his back and entered the hall.

The hall was brightly lit, with huge tallow candles, as thick as a child's arm, illuminating the spacious area as if it were daytime.

The air was filled with the luxurious aroma of precious spices and rich wine, and the tables on both sides were laden with delicacies from land and sea.

The moment he entered, his gaze was immediately drawn to a colossal object in the very center of the hall.

It was a huge cage.

What's truly astonishing is that this is not an iron cage made of steel or bronze, but an ice cage entirely forged from millennia-old ice that exudes a chilling aura!

Wisps of white, chilly air swirled around the ice cell, causing the temperature in the center of the hall to plummet, making it feel like the dead of winter.

Within that crystal-clear, gleaming blue ice prison, a woman was imprisoned.

A stunning beauty who could drive any man in the world crazy and make his blood boil.

Her skin was as white as snow, and under the pale blue light, it shone with a breathtaking, cold jade-like luster.

Only a few pieces of crimson gauze fabric, seemingly formed from some strange flame, barely covered the most private and important parts of her body.

Vast expanses of snow-white skin, a slender waist that could be encircled by a single hand, and long, straight, and incredibly supple jade-like legs were all exposed to the air without reservation.

Extreme cold and ultimate allure, the stark contrast between ice and fire, create the most striking visual impact embodied in this woman.

Her long, flowing black hair cascaded casually over her fair shoulders, with a few strands clinging to her beautiful face, which was slightly pale from the cold.

Her eyes were long and alluring, with slightly upturned corners, exuding an innate charm and wildness.

Even though she was imprisoned and shivering slightly from the cold, there was no trace of submission or fear in her eyes. Instead, they were like a raging fire that could burst into flames at any moment, revealing an unruly sneer.

Looking at the woman, Ying Chen raised an eyebrow slightly.

Flame Spirit Princess!