"Bro, how many sins have you committed?!"
Qin Hao flipped through the little notebook in grief and indignation. It was filled with all the sins his brother had committed.
"We still need to give him a push!"
Jiang Wushuang grew more and more anxious as he read. He stepped forward and said, "Xiao Hao, the people of the world are all longing for a wise ruler. Your brother may possess unparalleled talent, but he isn't the wise ruler they hope for."
"A wise ruler?!"
Qin Hao's heart skipped a beat, and his rebellion progress bar began to fill.
"Exactly!"
Jiang Xue hurried forward too and laid it all out. "Xiao Hao, the people have suffered under the Qin Emperor for far too long. Only you can save them. They're waiting for you to raise your arm and rally them!"
"Me?!"
A bitter smile tugged at Qin Hao's lips. He thought they thought far too highly of him.
Ye Chen, Fang Chang, and Lin Yuan had all been peerless talents, with gifts hardly inferior to his. Yet in the end, hadn't his brother ruthlessly crushed them?
Even if he wanted to write the character for "endure," he still couldn't win!
"You're different from them!"
Jiang Xue had seen Qin Hao's concerns. Her expression turned solemn. "You and the Qin Emperor are twin brothers, born of the same mother, just three years apart. The Qin bloodline runs through your veins too. The nine ancestors of the Qin family won't intervene, and you can use the Great Qin Nine Tripods..."
"You still haven't understood!"
Qin Hao cut her off, his expression serious. "My family didn't make my brother. My brother made the Qin family. He built Great Qin from nothing, all by himself. Even if the nine ancestors of my family don't intervene,