As the Great Qin Imperial Prince had always concealed his identity, no one could have known who he truly was. His real identity had remained one of the human world's unsolved mysteries. Now that this secret had finally been unveiled, the uproar it caused was easy to imagine.
No one had expected that the lucky man chosen by the Great Qin Imperial Prince—the Zhao Fu who had supposedly stepped in dog shit—was actually the Great Qin Imperial Prince himself.
This was because Zhao Fu had been far too mediocre, far too ordinary. He had seemed like nothing more than an unremarkable little nobody.
Although Zhao Fu had initially become the Great Qin Imperial Prince's spokesperson, making everyone aware of him, they had all understood that he was merely the Great Qin Imperial Prince's puppet. How could they possibly think highly of such a person? They had not cared much about him at all.
From the highest rulers of nations to countless inheritors below, everyone was shaken by this news—Si Ji, Arthur Tina, Akhenaten, Geluofei, and many others.
None of them had imagined that the incomparably vicious, violent, bloodthirsty Great Qin Imperial Prince had originally been such an ordinary little person. It was something they could never have imagined. Perhaps if such a nobody had appeared before them, they would not even have spared him a glance.
At the same time, quite a few people admired him. An ordinary person with no power or resources had actually built such a majestic and mighty Great Qin Empire from nothing, relying solely on his own strength.
Others felt considerable regret as well. They truly had never imagined that the Great Qin Imperial Prince, whom the Ying Family had searched for without success all this time, had actually been hiding within the Ying Family