"Qin Chu, you promised me..." The Marquis's daughter-in-law gazed at Qin Chu through tear-filled eyes.
Just transmigrated to a border region in an age of chaos, Qin Chu had no idea when he might have promised her anything. But at a time like this, there was no room for hesitation.
"Qin Chu! You bastard, you lying cheat! Where's the food you promised?"
Looking at the ramshackle house, bare of everything, Qin Chu answered through gritted teeth, "What's all the yelling for? I'll go earn some right now!"
The Marquis's daughter-in-law realized she'd been tricked and was too ashamed to face anyone. That very day, she tried to take her own life.
Qin Chu glared at her fiercely. "You dare to die? If you do, your little sister and your mother-in-law will have to beg for food alone tonight."
Despairing, the Marquis's daughter-in-law could only watch him leave the house.
Of course, Qin Chu wasn't about to let his people starve to death.
The land was in chaos, and the common people were suffering. To feed all the homeless people under his roof, Qin Chu took up his powerful bow and headed into the mountains.
Starting out as a hunter, he followed the path of a hardened soldier, stockpiled provisions, and built high walls. In the end, he never expected his retainers to surround him and place the imperial robe on his shoulders.
Qin Chu: "You've made things so hard for me, my subjects."
"Send the proclamation across the land: the border army is entering the pass!"
