All of Zhao City had been turned upside down, and even Wang Jian forced himself to gradually recover.
Something truly momentous had happened!
Where were King Yu's Nine Tripods?
How had nine enormous tripods suddenly vanished?
Naturally, some suspected that the Luo Clan had hidden them.
But Qin State knew the story of King Wu of Qin very well.
Zhou State had fallen and lost the mandate of Heaven. The tripods could not be moved at all.
Naturally, no one dared conceal the disappearance of King Yu's Nine Tripods.
The great Qin Army continued scouring Zhao City and its surroundings, while swiftly sending someone to Xianyang to inform King of Qin Zheng.
Only King of Qin Zheng could make the final decision on such a momentous matter symbolizing succession.
Xianyang, the King of Qin's Palace!
Apart from the guards, only a handful of people stood scattered about the empty hall.
The messenger waited trembling for King of Qin Zheng's reaction, inwardly lamenting his lot.
Why had this wretched task fallen to him? Had he offended someone?
From the moment he learned that King Yu's Nine Tripods had disappeared, the anger had never left King of Qin Zheng's eyes.
He could not quite understand. Heaven had clearly bestowed the mandate of Heaven upon Great Qin.
Why, then, would it not give him King Yu's Nine Tripods?
King of Qin Zheng was furious, but he was no longer the youth who had just begun ruling in person.
He was a true king, and a king did not let joy or anger show on his face.
Whatever the reason, King Yu's Nine Tripods could not be found now, and this problem had to be resolved!
He was on the verge of swallowing up the Six Kings and completing the great undertaking that generations