"Young Master Fusu, Li Si has been waiting here for quite some time. Congratulations on your triumphant return." At the gates of the Qin palace, Li Si, dressed in official robes, led a group of guards in welcome.
"Chancellor Li, you honor me with your presence. Fusu is deeply humbled." Though Li said so, there was not the slightest hint of humility in his tone. Instead, he appeared utterly composed.
It was not that he enjoyed offending Li Si. Rather, in the original owner's memories, whenever Fusu had clashed with Hu Hai, Li Si had always subtly shielded Hu Hai while openly and covertly smearing him.
Yet as the proud disciple of the Confucian School, Li Si was far more discreet in his dealings than Zhao Gao. If Li had not taken over this body, he might truly have failed to see whom Li Si truly supported.
Since Li Si already stood on Hu Hai's side, there was no need for him to lower himself.
"Not at all, not at all. Young Master Fusu's destruction of Mohist Mechanism City was a tremendous achievement. His Majesty is exceedingly pleased." Li Si's beard twitched, and the expression on his face could hardly be called sincere.
Li Si's narrow eyes flickered almost imperceptibly toward the carriage behind him. "Young Master, may I ask where you have detained those Mohist fugitives wanted by the Empire? Surely they are not in your carriage?"
Li's pupils abruptly constricted. He then said expressionlessly, "Fusu will naturally report this matter to Father himself. There is no need for the Left Chancellor to trouble himself over it."
It seemed there had been a traitor in this operation.
He absolutely did not believe Li Si would say such a thing for no reason. Even if he had not seen the