"Your Highness, Prince of Qin!!"
Taishi Wudao appeared out of nowhere like a haunting ghost, Da Huang Bian in hand. "You should go back and attend to state affairs!!"
"Again?!"
Qin Hao's fists clenched at once. He could barely hold back the urge to kill someone.
"Your Highness, Prince of Qin!"
Taishi Wudao had assisted several generations of emperors and didn't take this little scene to heart. He went straight for the moral high ground. "Now that the First Emperor has ascended, the heroes of the land are beginning to stir. We must establish Tai Academy as soon as possible and put an end to their plans to found their own sects. Otherwise, the First Emperor's painstaking efforts will have been for nothing."
"My brother's hard work!?"
Qin Hao took several deep breaths, trying to calm his murderous impulses.
But the next moment, a headache struck him.
Although his brother had wiped out the major martial arts sects across the land and brought back their manuals, he had even forged the five immortal mountains Tai Academy needed.
But that alone wasn't enough. They still needed reputable teachers.
There was no such thing as a free lunch. If they wanted people to come teach, they had to offer suitable compensation—and money was exactly what he was short of.
"Your Highness, Prince of Qin!"
Taishi Wudao spoke again. "This matter must be handled sooner rather than later, preferably before your enthronement. That way, we can not only pacify the realm but also let the people know what kind of man Your Highness is, while selecting outstanding talent for Great Qin."
"I know all that..."
Qin Hao said with a pained expression, "But my brother spent far too much while he was in power. There isn't even a single copper coin in the