The memorial tablet on the altar clearly read: "The spirit tablet of Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of Qin—the Ancestral Dragon!"
After the three prostrations and nine bows, Qin De rose first, followed by Qin Feng, Qin Zheng, and the others, who also stood up one by one.
Qin De nodded toward Feng Yuzi, then said, "Everyone, several hundred years have passed since the Qin Dynasty was overthrown by Xiang Yu. I, Qin De, have also been barely surviving in Yanjing City for decades. I even considered simply guarding the Three Commanderies of the Eastern Region and never thinking about anything else again!"
"In doing so, I would have failed our ancestors!"
"But who could have imagined that the Xiang Family seemed to have learned long ago that my Qin Family was descended directly from the First Emperor? Their desire to destroy us has never died!"
"If someone wants to kill me, I can't just wait to be killed!"
"Over the past few years, we have been planning this uprising for a long time. The only uncertainty is my Four-Nine Minor Heavenly Rank!"
"I have decided that once I overcome the Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulation and advance to the Golden Core Realm, it will be time for the six hundred thousand troops of Yanjing City to bathe the Xiang Dynasty in blood!"
"When I undergo the tribulation, Zheng'er will oversee all government affairs in Yanjing City, while Feng'er will command the armies of the three commanderies. Everyone will fulfill their respective duties!"
Qin Feng and Qin Zheng immediately replied respectfully, "Yes, Father!"
After saying that, Qin Zheng hesitated before asking, "Father, when you undergo the tribulation, do you truly not need the army's assistance?"
Hearing this, Qin De shook his head. "Your Grandpa Feng and I have already made arrangements for