Qin Er Shi was dead. Hu Hai was dead. Yet the news did not stir much of a ripple within the Qin Royal Palace.
Those familiar with the Qin Royal Palace all knew that Hu Hai had become nothing more than a parasite—a parasite feeding off Great Qin. And the one controlling that parasite was Zhao Gao.
Just as Zhao Gao was frantically trying to prevent news of Qin Er Shi's death from spreading, while genuinely preparing to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, Liu Ji, who had nearly reached Lantian, received an official document from Zhao Gao.
"Urging us to surrender?" A sneer appeared on Liu Ji's face. He did not react immediately, instead looking toward the generals and trusted advisors under his command.
Fan Kuai wore a disdainful expression, while Zhang Liang and Li Yiji exchanged a smile.
A deeply mocking smile.
Liu Ji tossed the document onto the ground and looked at the Qin Dynasty envoy, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
"Get back there and tell that old dog Zhao Gao that we attack Lantian tomorrow!" Liu Ji looked at Fan Kuai and raised his chin. "Fan Kuai, see the guest out!"
"Got it!" Fan Kuai did not hesitate. He sprang from his seat and sent the envoy flying out of Liu Ji's command tent with a single kick.
The envoy flew out and slammed into a wooden pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Yet he did not dare say a word. He gathered up the things that had fallen to the ground, grabbed his horse's reins, and hurried away.
"Urging surrender? Does he take me, Liu Ji, for a fool?" Liu Ji shook his head, a cold smile still lingering on his face.
He lifted his wine cup and took a