Zhao Lusi's eyes narrowed with interest.
"Another one?" she asked, voice smooth but carrying a dangerous spark.
Xuanwu bobbed his massive head up and down as if his life depended on it.
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty! There's another one! Exceptionally talented!"
Zhao Lusi arched a brow.
"Speak."
Xuanwu took a deep, shaky breath.
"At the age of thirty, she united the entire Qin States… and renamed it the Tharz Kingdom."
Zhao Lusi's eyes widened faintly.
Lin Zhaoyue gasped softly.
Fang Yuan blinked.
"She ruled for a hundred years," Xuanwu continued rapidly, "bringing unity, stability, and prosperity to the entire region!"
"One hundred years…?" Lin Zhaoyue whispered.
Xuanwu nodded eagerly.
"Yes! After a century, she passed the throne to her nephew and then vanished from the mortal world—without a trace."
Zhao Lusi's interest deepened.
"was it because she wishes to focus on cultivation?"
