Without the Descended Immortal Gods backing the Great Chu Imperial Dynasty, the Great Huan Dynasty could crush it in every respect, whether in numbers, quality, national strength, or wealth.
Moreover, the Great Chu Imperial Dynasty had only these hundred-odd battered survivors left, and they were trapped within the formation. Xiao Ying did not act personally. Instead, he waved the people around him forward to pursue them. After all, with Yu Ji and the Mending-Heaven Divine Stone present, a battle they were certain to win could always improve the Great Huan Faction's cultivation, strength, techniques, or secret arts!
"Huating!"
Xiao Ying slowly approached Princess Huating, who knelt alone in the air, grieving. He rested a hand on her soft, rounded shoulder and called to her gently.
Perhaps, from this moment onward, Princess Huating should be called Empress Huating, or Emperor Qin Huating.
For according to Qin Shi Huang's arrangements, the moment he fell, his heir Huating would become empress of the Great Qin Empire!
Huating stiffened, then quietly shifted her shoulder away from Xiao Ying's hot hand. His expression froze, and he smiled bitterly to himself.
Sure enough, had Qin Shi Huang still been alive, Huating might not have rejected his arrangements. Now that he had fallen, she had begun overthinking things, burdened by an Emperor Qin's responsibilities, apprehensions, and worries, as well as a woman's melancholy, doubts, and emotions.
"Do you not trust your imperial father, Huating? If Qin Shi Huang had not been certain of my feelings for you, would he have made such arrangements? Do you truly think he would have made you a political sacrifice?"
His thoughts racing, Xiao Ying patiently cut straight to the point and spoke slowly.
After a pause, he turned and took Huating by the arm, intending to help her up. Feeling her