Zhao Fu rose to his feet and said with a smile, "All right! I still have matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first."
The village chief hurriedly stood up, wanting to persuade Zhao Fu to stay. After all, Zhao Fu had shown their family such great kindness; they certainly had to thank him properly.
However, Zhao Fu directly transformed into a streak of light, shooting out through the door and vanishing beyond the horizon.
The little boy said in amazement, "Grandpa! That lord can fly too! He's so powerful."
Seeing that he could not keep Zhao Fu, the village chief felt somewhat disappointed. But hearing the little boy's words, he smiled kindly. "Then you must work hard in the future and become a powerful person like that lord, serving the Great Qin Empire."
"And when you go to study at Qin Times Academy, you should be able to meet that lord again. When that time comes, be sure to thank him properly. If you encounter any trouble, that lord will help you too."
The little boy nodded earnestly at those words.
Yet neither grandfather nor grandson knew just how shocked they would be the next time they saw Zhao Fu, when they learned that he was the Great Qin Emperor.
Flying through the sky, Zhao Fu did not return directly to Great Qin. Instead, he wanted to visit a few more places and inspect the situation.
At that moment, Zhao Fu spotted an exquisite, grand ship slowly sailing along a river. Many scholars and talented young men dressed in Confucian robes stood aboard it. Some gazed out at the scenery along the riverbank, some wrote and painted at tables, while others drank and laughed together. The atmosphere was exceptionally lively.
Curious, Zhao Fu descended onto the ship.
Seeing