Within Imperial Capital City, above the Imperial Palace.
A group of major imperial figures led by Great Qin's emperor, Qin Cangtu, stood suspended in the air.
The Eldest Princess, Qin Suqing, was among them as well.
Every brow was creased with worry, every heart weighed down by heaviness.
"Prepare to receive fellow Daoist Su and fellow Daoist Pu."
Qin Cangtu was the calmest of them all. "A great disaster aimed at our Great Qin must not be allowed to make the two fellow Daoists fight and die for us."
Everyone nodded, their expressions complicated.
Even now, they could not understand why Su Xuanjun and Pu Xuan had chosen for just the two of them to hold the city wall.
Nor did they understand why His Majesty had actually agreed.
How could the two of them alone possibly be a match for those great enemies?
"Your Majesty, if our Qin Clan is wiped out today, will you regret it?"
Suddenly, an old man asked in a low voice.
Everyone's hearts clenched.
Qin Cangtu's gaze remained calm. "No!"
His eyes swept across those beside him. "I would only feel guilty."
Qin Rongjing said solemnly, "Even should the Qin Clan perish, the backbone of our Great Qin will endure, shining upon past and present alike! That is enough!"
Everyone's spirits lifted, the hot blood in their bodies seeming to ignite.
Were they afraid of death?
They were!
But they would rather shatter like jade than live like tiles, and would not hesitate to fight unto death!
This was the backbone of the Qin Clan.
"Father, your son wishes to take the lead today. Even death would bring no regret!"
All of a sudden, the First Prince, Qin Shangque, stepped forward and spoke with resolute finality.
Qin Cangtu laughed. "Worthy of being my son!