“I'd rather die one inch north of Ning than live one foot south!” Qin Yiming declares with heroic bravado.
“Qin's head is too heavy, it blocks out the sun!” Song Xianzi stares at the character for spring that Qin Yiming has written, his heart trembling violently.
“Qin Yiming, one day I'll avenge this grudge!” Looking toward Anlu County, Zuo Liangyu recalls Qin Yiming, who killed more than a hundred of his soldiers. That man is practically a calamity. Nothing like this has ever happened in the Ming Dynasty!
“Haha! Heaven hasn't forsaken me, heaven hasn't forsaken me... Qin Yiming, what a vicious scheme...” Just as he is celebrating his escape and crying out to the heavens, Li Dingguo suddenly notices something strange about the giant arrow. It's smoking...
Aobai can't accept it. What? I lost? I actually lost? I, a mighty warrior of the Great Qing, lost to a mere military exam graduate?
“In my view, Qin Yiming is even worse than Wei Zhongxian was back then!” Chongzhen greatly admires Qin Yiming's cunning and ruthless methods!
“That Qin Yiming is nothing but a crude martial brute, a street thug. He's made our lives miserable...” At court, the Donglin faction's bigwigs cling to one another and weep bitterly!
It's relatively objective and not offensive to read.
The logic is sound. The plot is intricate. It's a good work.
A good book