Wei Zhuang gripped the hilt of the Shark Tooth tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, and his face was terrifyingly cold, but in the end he remained silent.
Although the man's words were harsh, they were indeed true. So far, he had only shown his swordsmanship and strength, and had hardly revealed any of the true abilities of School of Diplomacy. Moreover, he had not paid much attention to this aspect in the past.
In his view, the final battle between him and his senior brother would inevitably be a life-or-death duel of swordsmanship, rather than a battle of wits and strategies based on the principles of diplomacy.
From this perspective, they do not quite deserve that evaluation, after all, the School of Diplomacy won the glory of resisting all other schools of thought through their wisdom and strategy, rather than through individual strength and swordsmanship.
Even if one's swordsmanship reaches the highest level, one can only be a match for a thousand men at most. If a well-trained elite army of ten thousand were to surround and kill one of them, even one's own master, Guiguzi, would perish on the spot.
On the other side, Gai Nie remained silent, pondering Wang Hao's words and his own past experiences.
Even Hong Lian was very dissatisfied with Wang Hao, witnessed the man's strength and came to Wei Zhuang's side, looking at her beloved man with worry and concern.
"Mr. Wang just mentioned that my father was the Deposed King of Han. Is this also a result you have glimpsed in the long river of fate?"
Seeing that even with Gai Nie Wei Zhuang joining forces again, they were still unable to defeat Wang Hao, Han Fei took this person even more seriously and then asked the question that had been bothering him.
The title "Deposed King of Han" would only appear if the king died after his father's death, died a ignominious death, and was inevitably a king who lost his country.
So, it seems State of Han is indeed doomed in the future; in other words, it failed to defy fate!
"Didn't you already guess?"
Wang Hao glanced sideways at Han Fei; what he said was the absolute truth.
He didn't really know much about the King of Han in "The Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens," but he had heard his history teacher explain in history class that the last ruler of the State of Han during the Sengoku period was known as the Deposed King of Han in history books.
If you put it all together, isn't he just like Han Fei's Laozi — King An of Han?
"Sir, there is no need to worry. Once I unify the six kingdoms and pacify the world, I will surely treat the people of the six kingdoms well. Even the remnants of the six kingdoms, as long as they do not rebel, I will make an exception for them and allow them to enjoy a life of wealth and honor. If they have talent, they may even enter the Great Qin Dynasty."
Ying Zheng also saw through the mystery and made a promise to Han Fei.
He truly admired Han Fei, this great Legalist School talent, and believed that if he could employ him, it would surely solidify his great cause.
" Young Master Shang is too kind!"
Han Fei returned the greeting modestly, but his gesture conveyed an undeniable sense of refusal.
He, Han Fei, can only be Han Fei of the State of Han!
Seeing Han Fei's determination, Ying Zheng couldn't help but sigh.
He knew he had no chance of winning over this great talent, but fortunately, he still had Li Si to console him. Although Li Si was not as extraordinary as Han Fei, he was not far behind. Most importantly, Li Si was obedient enough.
" Han Fei, in my opinion you are very foolish!"
Once again, the empty dish was handed to Yan Lingji, and Wang Hao said calmly.
"You scoundrel, you're not allowed to insult my brother!"
Hong Lian couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up in a coquettish tone. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Wang Hao as if they were spitting fire. If she hadn't just realized how powerful this man was, she would have really wanted to pounce on him and take a bite.
"If the seven kingdoms of the world were divided into one hundred parts, how many parts would you want?"
Wang Hao ignored Hong Lian; it was now his turn to continue his boasting and showing off.
"I want ninety-nine percent of the seven kingdoms!"
Han Fei quickly calmed himself down and spoke with an air of pride and Haki, which made Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang feel more confident.
"Same question, Brother Zheng, what's your answer?"
Wang Hao turned to look at Ying Zheng, his expression filled with anticipation, very curious about how the most Haki Qin Shi Huang in history would answer.
"What I desire is not merely the rule of these seven kingdoms, but also the northern grasslands, the kingdoms of the Western Regions, the Baiyue in the south, and the nations that may exist in the boundless eastern sea—I want them all."
Ying Zheng also realized that this question was likely a test from this Mr. Wang Hao, so after a moment's thought, he gave his most honest answer.
He understood the principle that a ruler chooses his ministers, and a minister chooses his ruler. For example, his purpose in coming to State of Han was to recruit the talented Han Fei, and his previous display of magnanimity was also for this goal.
Unfortunately, it ultimately failed!
"Clap clap clap!"
"As expected of Brother Zheng, one of the greatest emperors in history, his Haki is overwhelming!"
Wang Hao clapped his hands approvingly, then turned to look at Han Fei, whose expression had suddenly turned dejected, and laughed, "See? This is the difference between you and Brother Zheng. With someone like this as your final opponent, can you see any hope of success?"
To be honest, he was also surprised by Brother Zheng's answer. He originally thought that it would be good if Brother Zheng gave 100%, but he didn't expect that he was thinking of 1,000% or even 10,000%.
One can only say, he truly lived up to his title as Qin Shi Huang.
Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang both fell silent, though they were very unwilling, they could not find any words to refute them.
Yes, with such an enemy by their side, even if they were to complete the reforms in State of Han, it would still take time for State of Han to become strong enough to temporarily withstand the Qin State army.
But would such a terrifying King Qin really give them time to develop?
The answer is clearly no, so their ultimate fate is almost certain.
Thinking of this, Wei Zhuang glanced at his senior brother Gai Nie, who had completely lost the ability to fight, and then looked at Ying Zheng, who was sitting upright. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a murderous intent arose in his heart.
Compared to Ji Wuye and his group, Ying Zheng is clearly a greater threat. Although this threat has not yet been revealed and exists in the future, it is an irresistible threat.
Faced with such an absolute threat, the best course of action is to eliminate them before they gain control of the Qin State, and now is the perfect opportunity.
Gai Nie was already severely injured. Although the guy who called himself Wang Hao was quite strong, they had another hidden expert on their side who was enough to hold him back.
Wei Zhuang glanced at Han Fei, subtly signaling him to make a decision and act quickly, or there would be no chance!
Han Fei had noticed his best friend's look, but he was now hesitant.
They do indeed have the potential to kill Ying Zheng, but the problem is that they cannot bear the consequences of doing Ying Zheng.
Once Ying Zheng dies in State of Han, Qin State will certainly not let it go, and will send a large army to press on the border. The destruction of State of Han will be imminent.
However, if Ying Zheng is allowed to leave, the opponent who has recruited Wang Hao, a terrifyingly powerful figure, will inevitably become even more terrifying, and the future of the State of Han will surely be destroyed, with no chance of survival.
One focuses on the present, the other on the future; he really has a hard time making a choice.
Sensing his junior brother's murderous intent, Gai Nie calmly moved to Ying Zheng's side, staring intently at Wei Zhuang.
Ying Zheng stared intently at Han Fei opposite him, wanting to know what decision this man would ultimately make.
Will this talented individual disappoint him?
As Han Fei hesitated, Wang Hao seemed to sense something, extended his palm with his five fingers clenched, and a strange and eerie ancient bronze sword shot out from a room not far away.
This is an ancient bronze sword, even with bluish patina on its blade. But strangely, it is not a complete longsword; it is broken. The entire sword is shattered into more than a dozen pieces, yet it is enveloped by a mysterious force, barely maintaining its shape.
At the same time, a tall figure appeared behind Han Fei, staring warily at Wang Hao who was sitting there, his expression full of apprehension and a Sisi of fear.
As a sword spirit, he could naturally sense the terrifying Sword Intent within the man before him, which was many levels higher than his own.
If the other party wanted to attack him, a single thought would be enough to obliterate him.
At the same time, Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu's expressions changed drastically, because this sword was their ultimate trump card and the source of their confidence in threatening Ying Zheng and Wang Hao.
But now this trump card has been so easily obtained by the opponent, and even the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit is wary of that man. Clearly, this trump card is useless.
"Looks like I don't need to worry anymore!"
With a bitter smile, Han Fei knew that the other party had already made the decision for them, and at the same time, he felt relieved.
Fortunately, they didn't rashly turn against each other, otherwise, facing a battle they were destined to lose, their fate would have been tragic.
"Is this Reverse Scale?"
Curiously observing the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit that appeared behind Han Fei, Wang Hao exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect it to be a Sword Dao at the Sixth Tier of the Earth Realm. No wonder it left its remnant soul attached to the sword after its death."
With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see the true nature of this Reverse Scale Sword Spirit. It was the remnant soul of a Sword Dao at the Earth Realm Sixth Layer. Although it was far inferior to its prime, it was still quite powerful.
He was deeply impressed by the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit. You should know that this Reverse Scale Sword Spirit and Tian Ze Baiyue known as the two men with the highest budgets in Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens. The special effects were so exaggerated that it made people feel like they had entered a fantasy world!
And this Reverse Scale Sword Spirit clearly deserves this funding!
"Your cultivation has not been easy either. It is fate that we meet today. Here is a small gift for you."
Wang Hao casually tossed the Reverse Scale Sword to the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit. He had only been curious to look at it before, but now that he had seen it, he naturally wanted to return it to its rightful owner, and also sent over a reward along with it.
Thank you!
Upon receiving the Reverse Scale Sword, the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit trembled, and a look of joy appeared on its previously expressionless face. It quickly bowed to Wang Hao in gratitude.
The gift from this powerful figure was incredibly precious, especially for him. If he continued to cultivate according to that technique, his true resurrection would be just around the corner.
This is truly a life-saving grace!
"You can talk! I thought you were mute!"
Han Fei was startled and turned to look at the mysterious bodyguard, not knowing what to say.
The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit didn't even glance at Han Fei, nodded to Wang Hao, and merged into the Reverse Scale Sword Body. He was really eager to try out the technique given to him by that big shot.
"Hey, what kind of attitude is that!"
Han Fei was angered by the bodyguard's attitude. He grabbed the Reverse Scale Sword and questioned him, but the bodyguard didn't react at all and ignored him completely.
"It seems your friend prefers Mr. Wang!"
Yan Lingji giggled, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Hao.
She felt this man was becoming more and more interesting, much more interesting than Han Fei!
"Brother Wang, you wouldn't steal what belongs to someone else, would you?"
Reminded by Yan Lingji, Han Fei immediately became vigilant, hiding the Reverse Scale Sword behind his back as if afraid that Wang Hao would take it away.
What would I need that thing for?
Wang Hao glanced sideways at Han Fei, delivering a disdainful look that he made no attempt to hide.
Would a powerful figure like him, whose True Spirit cultivation had reached the Taiyi Realm, care about the remnant soul left behind by a mere Earth Realm swordsman?
I was only curious about the state of the Reverse Scale Sword, so I brought it over to study it. After studying it, it naturally became worthless.
If he wanted, he could easily make countless knock-off versions of the Reverse Scale Sword, provided he had enough materials.
In this situation, what use is a Reverse Scale Sword to him?
"Miss Zi Nu, I've been dealt another blow. You must give me a cup of fine wine to console me."
Han Fei clutched his chest, looking dejected, and shamelessly placed the wine cup in front of Zi Nu, begging for a drink.
He found himself disliking this guy named Wang Hao. Like Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, he was good at hurting people, but while Wei Zhuang Gai Nie were cold and indifferent, this guy was more outgoing, yet he hurt him more deeply.
His prized Reverse Scale Sword was treated like a worn-out shoe by the other party; how could he not feel embarrassed?
"One gold coin!"
Zi Nu chuckled and poured some wine into Han Fei's cup, but it wasn't a freebie.
"What, one gold coin?"
Han Fei looked completely bewildered, not understanding what this girl meant.
"A glass of wine costs one gold coin, but you can pay on credit; it will be added to the bill for the destroyed Purple Orchid Pavilion!"
"..."
Looking at the smiling Zi Nu, Han Fei was speechless, feeling as if he had been stabbed in the heart again.
This girl is so materialistic!
"Actually, I'm quite curious about Miss Zi Nu's identity. If Miss Zi Nu would be so kind as to tell me, I will present her with an even more magnificent Purple Orchid Pavilion tomorrow."
With great interest, Wang Hao examined the alluring figure of the Zi Nu, wondering about her true identity.
Zi Nu is an extremely mysterious woman in The Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens. However, since she was able to run Purple Orchid Pavilion in a dangerous place like Xinzheng, her identity must be extraordinary.