Just then.
Another knock came from outside the door.
"Who is it this time? Has little Ying Zheng come?"
Puzzled, Jiang Yang rose again and went to open the door.
When he opened it, he saw Ying Zichu and Lü Buwei standing outside, with a group of guards behind them.
"Oh, it's you two."
Ying Zichu and Lü Buwei smiled and bowed.
"Granduncle, we're here again."
"Lord Tai'an!"
Jiang Yang smiled helplessly.
"Come in."
The two hurried into the courtyard, while the guards remained outside to stand watch.
As soon as he entered, Ying Zichu called out loudly.
"Granduncle, look what we've brought you this time!"
As he spoke, he took an ancient, unadorned jade bi from inside his robes, its surface carved with a totem of a hundred birds.
The longer Jiang Yang looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. After a long while, he finally remembered and said,
"Isn't this one of the jade bi those shamans in my White Emperor Tribe used for sacrifices back then?"
"So it really is! It seems the person who presented this treasure wasn't deceiving me!"
Ying Zichu smiled.
"It seems our Qin royal house's White Emperor Orthodoxy has ever more solid grounds. But this shall be a gift for you, Granduncle."
He offered the ancient jade bi to him. Jiang Yang did not reject his kindness, accepting it as he said,
"What else brings you here today? Surely you didn't really come just for this jade bi."
"You see clearly, Granduncle. It is actually still about that 'Eastern Emperor Taiyi.'"
"What has he done now?"
Lü Buwei answered.
"Lord Tai'an, since the Black Ice Terrace was established, he has recruited every extraordinary individual in the country. These people are a mixture of good and bad, and they possess greater power