The Capital, under the cold winter sun, appeared bleak.
Ever since Emperor Qin's decree spread across the world, an indescribable solemn slaughter pervaded the volatile Capital.
Everyone knew that Qin Emperor, in his majesty, was deeply angered.
This Majesty could rise from once being a dispirited prince to being in charge of heaven and earth and the destiny of the people. His endurance and scheming was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Over these years, he managed the rivers and mountains, not only demonstrating shrewd tactics equal to those of his predecessors but also having a status that was completely under his representation: unpredictable like the heavens.
Even so, Qin Emperor, in front of the world, issued such a distinguished edict.
I will visit the Divine Tomb and question Dragon Tiger Mountain.
A simple sentence, yet it demonstrated Qin Emperor's dominance and dignity.