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

"South Korea is too small."

"Of the seven kingdoms, Han is located in the heart of the Central Plains, a land of constant warfare, surrounded by powerful neighbors. Its territory is the smallest, and its military strength the weakest." Ji Wuye's voice carried a hint of resentment and anger. "I, Ji Wuye, commanded hundreds of thousands of Han troops and rendered great service to Han. Yet, that high and mighty King An of Han is a foolish, incompetent, cowardly, and suspicious good-for-nothing!"

At this point, Ji Wuye made no attempt to hide his contempt for the King of Han.

Ying Chen listened quietly to Ji Wuye's complaints, his eyes remaining completely unmoved.

He knew that Ji Wuye was only saying these things to pave the way for their future cooperation.

As expected, Ji Wuye changed the subject and looked intently at Ying Chen.

"Qin has a million armored soldiers, eyeing the six states east of the mountains with predatory intent. Sooner or later, Qin's iron cavalry will trample this Central Plains." Ji Wuye's voice was deep, yet full of allure. "And I, Ji Wuye, though based in Han, am not blindly loyal. A good bird chooses its tree, and a good general chooses his lord."

"What the General means is..." Ying Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I want to cooperate with you, young master!"

Ji Wuye finally revealed his true intentions.

"I will rely on you, my lord, and the power of Qin behind you!" Ji Wuye pressed his hands on the table, leaning forward like a mountain pressing down on us. "As long as Qin can exert sufficient military pressure on Han at the border, and you, my lord, provide me with diplomatic support, I, Ji Wuye, am confident that I can completely undermine King An of Han in a short time!"

A flame of power flickered in Ji Wuye's eyes, a desire that was more intense and more frenzied than Yan Lingji's.

"At that time, I, Ji Wuye, will be the sole ruler of Korea! The Korean court will follow my lead without question!"

"And in return," Ji Wuye looked at Ying Chen, offering what he believed to be an irresistible bargain, "if you help me control Han, I, Ji Wuye, am willing to form a blood oath with you! Han's wealth, beauties, and even its intelligence network are all at your disposal. Furthermore, when Qin expands eastward in the future, Han will become Qin's most steadfast ally, and perhaps even... a springboard!"

"Not only that," Ji Wuye pointed to Yan Lingji in the ice prison, "as long as you nod, this peerless beauty will be at your bedside tonight. As for the Jade Tiger matter, I will wipe the slate clean and never mention it again!"

After saying this, Ji Wuye stared intently at Ying Chen, his chest heaving violently.

This is an extremely bold, even insane, plan.

Ji Wuye wants to be the uncrowned king of Korea.

He knew that it would be extremely difficult to rightfully subdue the Korean royal family and Zhang Kaidi on his own. But with the powerful Qin state as an ally, everything would be easily resolved.

He believed that Ying Chen would definitely agree.

For a prince of Qin, to be able to control the powerful figures of Han without bloodshed and turn them into puppets of Qin would be an enormous achievement!

This is a win-win situation.

Ji Wuye awaited Ying Chen's reply.

The hall was deathly silent.

Yan Lingji, trapped in the ice prison, also stopped struggling, a hint of shock flashing in her alluring eyes.

She never imagined that Ji Wuye would be so depraved as to attempt to betray the interests of Korea in exchange for his personal dictatorship.

What she wanted to know even more was what choice this prince of Qin would make.

Time passed by, second by second.

Ying Chen remained seated quietly, arms crossed.

He didn't speak, he just looked at Ji Wuye.

That look in his eyes was like watching a clown putting on a great show.

Ji Wuye felt uneasy under Ying Chen's gaze, and his original confidence began to waver.

"Young Master..." Ji Wuye couldn't help but urge, "What do you think?"

Finally, Ying Chen made a move.

He slowly stood up.

"Ji Wuye, Ji Wuye," Ying Chen's voice wasn't loud, but every word exploded in Ji Wuye's ears like thunder, "Aren't you overestimating yourself?"

"You want to be the king of Han? You want to borrow the power of my Qin Dynasty?"

Ying Chen slowly walked to the front of the table, less than three feet away from Ji Wuye.

"Do you think the Qin cavalry is merely a tool for you to seize power and profit?"

"Do you think I, this young master, would care about your so-called 'ally' promise?"

Ying Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes sharp as knives, piercing straight into the depths of Ji Wuye's soul.

"In the eyes of Great Qin, whether it is King Han An or you, Ji Wuye, you are nothing but withered bones in a tomb! If Great Qin wanted to take Han, a million-strong army could crush Xinzheng in the blink of an eye. Why should we make a deal with a traitor like you?"

"You keep saying you can give me Korean wealth and beautiful women."

Ying Chen turned his head and glanced at Yan Lingji in the ice prison, then looked at Ji Wuye again.

"If I can take Jade Tiger's money, then it's mine. As for this woman..."

Ying Chen sneered.

"Since you said it was a gift for me, then it's mine now. Why should I promise you anything when I'm taking something that's mine?"

Ji Wuye's face instantly turned ashen, and the veins on his forehead throbbed violently. His hand had already gripped the hilt of the giant blade "Eight Feet" beside him, and his eyes revealed murderous intent.

"Young Master Chen! Don't be so stubborn!" Ji Wuye roared through gritted teeth. "This is Han! This is the General's Mansion! With just one order, you won't be able to escape!"

As Ji Wuye roared, dozens of ghostly figures instantly emerged from the shadows around the hall.

The bird killer has swarmed out!

A chilling killing intent wove together in the air, forming an impenetrable net that tightly enveloped Ying Chen and Jing Ni.

Faced with this seemingly hopeless situation, Ying Chen remained completely calm.

He didn't even glance at the Hundred Birds Assassins, but simply watched Ji Wuye, who was on the verge of exploding with rage.

"Kill me?"

Ying Chen suddenly smiled.

His laughter was full of contempt and disdain.

"Ji Wuye, you can give it a try."

Ying Chen slowly raised his right hand.

Jing Ni, who had been kneeling behind him, suddenly raised her head at that moment.

Two chilling pink lights of killing intent suddenly erupted from those once gentle eyes.

He reached for his waist and drew a soft sword.

"Buzz—"

A crisp sword cry resounded throughout the entire General's Mansion!

The temperature inside the hall was ten times colder than the chill emanating from the ice prison!

Those Hundred Birds Assassins who were originally preparing to pounce on him froze in place when they sensed this pure and extreme sword intent, their eyes filled with undisguised fear.

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Ying Chen sneered.

"Since you said it was a gift for me, then it's mine now. Why should I promise you anything when I'm taking something that's mine?"

Ji Wuye's face instantly turned ashen, and the veins on his forehead throbbed violently. His hand had already gripped the hilt of the giant blade "Eight Feet" beside him, and his eyes revealed murderous intent.

"Young Master Chen! Don't be so stubborn!" Ji Wuye roared through gritted teeth. "This is Han! This is the General's Mansion! With just one order, you won't be able to escape!"

As Ji Wuye roared, dozens of ghostly figures instantly emerged from the shadows around the hall.

The bird killer has swarmed out!

A chilling killing intent wove together in the air, forming an impenetrable net that tightly enveloped Ying Chen and Jing Ni.

Faced with this seemingly hopeless situation, Ying Chen remained completely calm.

He didn't even glance at the Hundred Birds Assassins, but simply watched Ji Wuye, who was on the verge of exploding with rage.

"Kill me?"

Ying Chen suddenly smiled.

His laughter was full of contempt and disdain.

"Ji Wuye, you can give it a try."

Ying Chen slowly raised his right hand.

Jing Ni, who had been kneeling behind him, suddenly raised her head at that moment.

Two chilling pink lights of killing intent suddenly erupted from those once gentle eyes.

He reached for his waist and drew a soft sword.

"Buzz—"

A crisp sword cry resounded throughout the entire General's Mansion!

The temperature inside the hall was ten times colder than the chill emanating from the ice prison!

Those Hundred Birds Assassins who were originally preparing to pounce on him froze in place when they sensed this pure and extreme sword intent, their eyes filled with undisguised fear.