Meng Yun's judgment of Fusu had been entirely correct. They had already killed the envoy from Xianyang City, yet both Fusu and Meng Tian were hesitating over whether to rebel outright.
Meng Tian in particular was equally hesitant. Meng Yi was still in Xianyang City; if he rebelled here, every member of the Meng Clan left in Xianyang City would die. Fusu's indecisive nature revealed itself to the fullest at this moment.
Faced with this situation, Meng Yun felt a little disappointed.
Prince Fusu, you hesitate here, but will the commoners of all under heaven hesitate?
The flames of war were about to rise across Great Qin.
Meng Yun sighed. Fusu had shown him kindness, and the two could be considered close friends who understood each other, so Meng Yun was willing to help him.
But he had already saved Fusu and analyzed the situation across the realm for him. That had repaid his debt of gratitude. Now he was helping Fusu purely out of friendship and loyalty.
But if Fusu truly proved to be mud that could not be plastered onto a wall, he would not waste his time on him. Sweeping away the present King of Qin Dynasty was what mattered most.
Besides, although Fusu's prestige was still fairly high, the realm's anger toward the King of Qin Dynasty surged far too fiercely for him to resolve.
Faced with Fusu's uncharacteristic behavior, Huhai was furious. He was now the emperor, the Second Qin Emperor, the supreme Son of Heaven. Not only had Fusu refused to obey the late emperor's edict, he had even killed the envoy Huhai had sent. He was treating Huhai as though he did not exist.
Zhao Gao was terrified. From what he knew of Fusu, Fusu should have killed himself the moment the edict