"Eh? One-Armed Uncle, they're offering a bounty for you?"
The One-Armed Man looked at the portrait, his expression turning extremely grim.
"Zi Yingying, I'm leaving!" the One-Armed Man said in a deep voice.
"Ah? Why?" Zi Yingying asked anxiously.
"Don't worry. If I'm still alive, I'll be back to find you in a few years at most. Right now, I have something more important to do!" the One-Armed Man said in a deep voice.
"Oh, I see. All right!" Zi Yingying said.
"I lost an arm. Now, I need you to help me with a few more things!" the One-Armed Man said, slightly anxiously.
"Mm. One-Armed Uncle, tell me. As long as I can do it, I'll definitely help you!"
"I've inspected this valley. Go fetch those few stalks of Ephedra Grass over there. I'll teach you to make hair dye later. Also, squeeze the juice from that Gray Vine over there and smear it over my body to change my skin color. Finally, shave off my eyebrows." The One-Armed Man shook his head.
"Oh, all right, all right!"—
Two more years later.
Zhong Shan finally returned to Great Zheng, bringing back the gains from the Central Continent and the first batch of people.
When they returned to High Heaven Court, the immense procession put the guards outside High Heaven Court on high alert for quite some time. But when they saw Zhong Shan, every one of them became incomparably excited.
"Greetings, Sacred King!"
"Greetings, Sacred King!"
...Amid the respectful voices of the soldiers and civilians, Zhong Shan returned to the imperial city. Along the way, the experts who had just joined Great Zheng stared in astonishment at the vast clouds of destiny and merit filling the sky.
"Is this the destiny of a Sacred Court? It's terrifying!"
"So much