"Ten thousand years for Great Qin..."
Countless commoners shouted loudly, displaying their pride in a strong nation.
"The hearts of the people in Qin are like this—unseen elsewhere in the world."
"No wonder the Qin Army is so fierce and courageous, every single one of them."
"For us in Han, the commoners avoid the army at all costs, but these people of Qin do not avoid nor fear their own troops."
Inside the prison cart, Han Fei watched the innumerable and fervently cheering people of Qin on either side, his heart sinking into darkness.
From the people alone, the gap is already painfully obvious.
"All of this, perhaps, is also the result of Qin's reforms."
"The Qin Law is so strict, yet on the surface, it grants every commoner dignity," Han Fei thought to himself.
Escorted by Qin Soldiers,
Han Fei and these Han ministers were all sent to the Xianyang Proclamation Prison.
Qin Royal Palace!
Outside the Morning Discussion Hall.
