"Heh... after all these years of silence, I have thought about many things! For Huating and my mother's sake, Huan King, you need not go against your wishes. Defying heaven is a resolve every ruler must possess. You must never submit!"
Seeing Jian Shang remain silent, Qin Shi Huang's expression changed, and his voice softened.
He paused, then quickly continued before anyone else could speak. "A man lives a lifetime; grass lives an autumn. The road of a ruler is rough and winding, but feelings must not be neglected either. Since Huating likes you, I do not want her to resent me. If you want King Wu's Tomb, I will yield it to you. If you want King Wen's Tomb and feel you are losing out, name whatever compensation you desire, so long as I can provide it!"
Silence filled the gathering. Most were slow to react, unable to make sense of what was happening, much less believe that Qin Shi Huang could be so affectionate and accommodating.
At Qin Shi Huang's words, Zhi Ji secretly curled her lip. Zhao Ji remained expressionless, clearly unwilling to warn Jian Shang. His choice was entirely his own...
"..."
Having received Zhi Ji's warning, Jian Shang felt an urge to unleash a torrent of curses.
Qin Shi Huang, the peerless emperor of the ages-it was a shame he had never become an actor!
What a trap!
Without Zhi Ji's warning, he might really have been led around by Qin Shi Huang. After all, his side truly could not find a way to control King Wu's Tomb, and Jian Shang would certainly have chosen King Wen's Tomb in the end.
Power was only true power when held in one's own hands.
Unable to control King Wu's Tomb, Jian Shang would naturally not be foolish