Ying Zheng found Mister Bi, Instructor Qiong, and Steward Bai.
As for Mister Xi, Mister Nong, and Mister Ji, even though Ying Zheng had Qin's intelligence network spread across the Nine Provinces, he still could not find a trace of them.
"Xi, Nong, Ji..."
Outside the Qin royal palace in Xianyang.
Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back. He wore a black-and-gold imperial robe embroidered with a majestic and domineering nine-clawed True Dragon. Tall and imposing, he radiated the aura of an emperor, awe-inspiring and commanding.
Ying Zheng raised his head, gazed into the heavens, and murmured, "Thank you, three fellow daoists."
Having awakened part of Ancestor Dragon's memories, Ying Zheng had roughly learned the identities of those three gentlemen.
He simply had not been certain.
Now, Qin's intelligence forces had searched the entire world without finding those three gentlemen.
There was not even a trace of their existence. This confirmed Ying Zheng's suspicions.
The three gentlemen who had taught him were most likely those three from the Ancestral Land of Humanity.
The Ancestral Land of Humanity.
The Three Sovereigns, who watched over the Human Race's Nine Provinces, saw Ying Zheng.
The Three Sovereigns and Ying Zheng met each other's gaze across endless space and time.
They smiled at one another.
Outside the Qin royal palace.
Ying Zheng withdrew his gaze.
At thirteen, Ying Zheng was brimming with martial vigor. Beneath his broad dragon robe was a body packed with muscle. He stood nearly nine feet tall, like a colossal beast just standing there, majestic and murderous.
If a short person stood beside Ying Zheng, they would not even be as tall as his sword.
After withdrawing his gaze, Ying Zheng returned to the Qin royal palace.
Inside the hall, all civil and military officials had gathered, standing