My Short-Lived Yet Charming Ancestor

I woke up one day to find that I had transmigrated to the Great Qin, where I met a destitute young man.

I saved him, because I knew history’s course could not be changed.

I watched him become a brooding emperor. I wanted to warn him, but I couldn’t utter a word.

All I could hear was his voice, the only one left between heaven and earth.

“I will make this land vast and open, and bring the four quarters to their knees.”