Chaos in Great Qin

"Brother Wu, you misunderstand! Haven't you noticed that ever since the Martial King left the capital, the Qin Emperor has been as elusive as a divine dragon, showing his head but never his tail? From what I know, construction of Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum has sped up considerably. At this rate, it will be finished within three months..."

Seeing the wary hostility in Meng Yue's expression, Xiang Jie cupped his hands and spoke courteously, coming straight to the point.

"Oh? And what of it? Does Brother Xiang intend to meddle in Great Qin's affairs?" Wu Huo asked with a dismissive sneer, not grasping his meaning at first.

"..."

Xiang Jie opened his mouth but found no words. He could not tell whether Wu Huo had missed the implication or was playing dumb. After a moment's silence, he pressed on:

"Let's speak plainly. Before Qin Shi Huang toured the south, he had already laid plans for his return to Earth. Once his divine art reaches completion, even if all of us join forces, we won't be able to hold him in check! And you defied his orders by leaving Martial King Valley. He'll either drive you back there or make an example of you—a chicken slaughtered to frighten the monkeys!"

Wu Huo's brows drew tight. He had some inkling of Xiang Jie's purpose and asked hesitantly, "You mean..."

Xiang Jie paused, rather surprised. "When Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum is completed, Qin Shi Huang will return to Earth. Didn't the Martial King tell Brother Meng?"

Understanding dawned on Wu Huo, but he still snorted. "This is Great Qin's affair. Brother Xiang needn't trouble himself over it. If there's nothing else, please leave!"

In the space of those few exchanges, the Great Qin Forbidden Guard below them had begun to form a battle