Ying Zheng was sitting in the Zhangtai Hall, clutching the bamboo slips and frowning, saying that the Mo family and the people from the Six Kingdoms had been having a lot of trouble recently. Gao Jianli led the shadow into Xianyang City. The water-cold sword unsheathed and the rain instantly turned into ice beads. After cleaning up the scene, he continued towards the target. He put down the bamboo slips first and then talked. The world is not in a hurry. In this era, there is no fuel-efficient lamp.
