Great Qin: From the Start, I Sign In at Dongjun's Boudoir

The sixth year of King Zheng's reign, late spring, third month.

At night, on a tall building outside Yongcheng, Bai Huai lounged on the roof tiles.

He took a sip from his wine flask, raised an eyebrow, and looked mysteriously at the middle-aged man sitting beside him.

"Old Lu, I noticed something."

Hearing this, Lu Goujian, who had been surveying their surroundings, sharpened his gaze.

"What is it? Something going on?" he asked.

"No. Look over there. That beautiful woman getting ready by the window on the left street has a great figure, too!"

Bai Huai smacked his lips and sighed appreciatively.

Lu Goujian: "..."

Wasn't their target supposed to be somewhere on the right street?

Why the heck are you staring to the left?

He glanced back twice and said crossly, "Can't you tell? That woman is probably already married. Don't get any ideas."

"Hm? Doesn't that make it even more exciting?" Bai Huai's eyes lit up.

After transmigrating into the world of the Qin Dynasty and becoming a Luowang assassin, Bai Huai embarked on an extraordinary journey.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.