"Yan Ri?"
Lü Buwei lowered his eyes and murmured the name.
As the foremost of the Eight Swords of King Yue,
Yan Ri had always been extremely powerful.
Moreover, since this involved the inheritance of the Eight Swords of King Yue, Lü Buwei had no authority to interfere.
Perhaps in the beginning, the Yan Ri Sword had belonged to Netherworld.
But as time passed,
the Yan Ri Sword had become a family inheritance.
There was nothing he could do about that.
By the time he took over Netherworld, Yan Ri's inheritance system was already a complete mess. Besides, as had been mentioned before, Yan Ri had forged a new path before he took over Netherworld and had become deeply entangled with the Qin Kingdom. Even he could not conveniently command or deploy Yan Ri.
If Yan Ri truly mobilized his family's power,
he could act on behalf of the military in certain matters.
The weight of that authority was self-evident.
In other words, what Yan Ri said at certain times could represent the stance of the Qin Kingdom, including but not limited to declaring war on the other six kingdoms.
But for Yan Ri to make a move against him—
that would make no sense, either emotionally or rationally.
Yan Ri's identity meant that the contest between them was extraordinarily complicated.
Yan Ri was like a nail
driven into Netherworld,
vaguely keeping him in check.
Behind it lay a clash between imperial authority and ministerial authority.
If Yan Ri took the initiative, it could only mean one thing: Ying Zheng, the King of Qin, could no longer sit still and intended to wage all-out war against him, both openly and in the shadows.
But was that possible?
Obviously not!
Ying Zheng was still far too weak.
Without sufficient certainty,
Ying