Zhang Liang's voice rose and fell, sounding only beside Chen Qingzhi's ear without spreading in the slightest.
Avengers Alliance?
Chen Qingzhi was briefly speechless, then shook his head.
The relationship between Zhang Liang and Immortal Qin could not be explained in just a few words.
Not only had his homeland been destroyed by Qin, but there was also the grievance of destroying Qin.
If it was truly as he imagined, with outstanding figures from the many dynasties after Qin reviving one after another, then the tangled grudges, hatreds, and entanglements within would be enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.
Han, which had destroyed Qin; Xiang Yu, dismembered by the Wu River; Han Xin, killed by Empress Lü; Cao Cao, who held the Son of Heaven hostage to command the vassal lords, and Han; Lu Bu, slain by Cao Cao; Dong Zhuo, killed by Lu Bu... That was far more than mere complexity could describe.
Regardless of the disparity in strength, one only had to mention Qin and Han's achievements, or the splendor of Flourishing Tang.
Qin's fame had spread far and wide, Han's majesty had likewise reached the four directions, and Tang had similarly awed the world!
There was no need to mention the Two Songs, and Ming had possessed the proudest backbone.
All of them were imperial scions, outstanding figures who had dominated their eras. Who would willingly submit to Qin?
The alliance established by Zhang Liang was certainly not merely for revenge, but also for self-preservation.
At the very least, making him bow his head in submission would never be simple.
With only a slight turn of thought, Chen Qingzhi understood the implications behind this.
But that did not mean he would join the Avengers Alliance.
I respect Qin, and I respect Han as well. But since I